Monday, February 7, 2011
Happens Every Winter
Regardless of the recent (mostly done) remodel I have managed to trash my studio once again. The holidays dominate December and the birthdays dominate January. Early spring cleaning hit the entire rest of the house and I realize with a certain amount of depression that I have neglected the one space that brings me peace. Adequate storage is of course an issue, as is a teeny bit of hoarding instinct. Pack rat genes run in my family. That is my excuse and I believe it is a good one, but still, something must be done. There are plans for a wrap-around workbench along the three outside walls with shelves and drawers built in underneath *wistful sigh* however the plans are still only plans (in fact, still in my head) and I must determine another, less time-consuming and less expensive solution. My sanity lies in and amongst the piles somewhere. If you spot it, would you let me know? I kinda need a starting point.