I’ve been staring at this mess for a few months now, periodically shoving aside enough things to make a work space, but never actually putting anything away. The only thing that stresses me out more than looking at that mess is the thought of cleaning it up. Which is why it stays there, and I mostly choose to spend my time in some other room.
Well, no more.
Usually when I return from the clayathon, I dump my supplies in a corner of the dining room, and don’t touch them for another six months or more. The clayathon nearly always satisfies my polymer-related urges almost to the point of burn-out. This time, though, it has rejuvenated me more than anything else, and I find myself feeling the urge to crank out more. More. MORE!
This, of course, would be easier to accomplish if my workspace didn’t look like a bomb went off in the middle of it. It’s a pretty bomb of fabric, ribbons, thread, yarn, raw polymer, and recently-finished claythings, but a bomb nonetheless.
So yesterday I took a long hard look at the table, and decided that I need to be brutally honest with myself. The first realization? I’m not going to finish those quilts for the boys any time soon. I’ve wanted to do it for months now, but I haven’t wanted it enough to take action. So I admitted the fact to myself, and that allowed me to put away the sewing machine, the ironing board, the half-finished quilts, two tubs of sewing supplies, and miscellaneous fabrics and trims that were laying around.
What a relief that was.
It’s still pretty messy, as you can see above, but let me assure you it was much worse yesterday before the sewing stuff was retired.
This gives me new energy for tackling the rest of that mess. I hope to get it done today or tomorrow at the latest, and then I can move forward with some fun plans, including a new videocast and teaching my son how to make clay-covered pens. I may even combine the two… stay tuned!
So, how does your workspace look these days? Dealing with a mess, too? Or are you one of those neat and tidy types? And if you are a neat and tidy type, please tell me – what is that like? Is it as blissful as it sounds?