If you lived here, you’d know that having a clean workroom is more exciting than it sounds. Let’s just say, my workroom was in “a state” up until a few days ago. I’ve spent the better part of two weeks wrangling it into something worth showing you. Don’t you remember? It was only last year that I told you I’d give you a tour eventually.
FYI: For future reference, the definition of “eventually” is 11 months.
In retrospect, I blame my messiness (far too embarrassing for before-pictures) on the darkness down here. There is nary a window in my little space, you see. Any craft project photo has to be taken in daylight which means hauling the project upstairs where the sun lives, taking the picture, and hauling everything back down again. Such a hassle. After awhile, except to get the occasional supply or add to the growing morass, I stopped working down here altogether.
Problem is, because I gave up on the basement workroom, my craft stuff was scattered all over creation. The basement was the dumping ground, yes. But I used the dining room table as my craft table, I used the living room as my computer desk, I used the couch as my quilting space. In short, there was craft-related stuff everywhere and because there was craft-related stuff everywhere I was forever in a craft-related frame of mind. I couldn’t get away from it, you know? I felt the tug constantly, even when my family was around. It was like being in permanent limbo: never knowing when to stop working and when to start not working. That’s one of the reasons I took August off. I needed to find a healthier division between work and family time again.
I look around the room today and I feel okay to let you in. I still have a whole slew of loose ends to tie up (not the least of which is possibly painting the shelves and the whole lighting issue… ) but isn’t that always the way of things?
Without further ado, here it is: my basement workroom. Welcome!
P.S. By the way, when Lo and I bought this little house, the basement was a useless mess of fake brown panelling, exposed cinder blocks, wicked-scary wiring, and yucky old carpet. We’ve since ripped everything out, installed a beautiful new laundry room, and created this work space. Lo also built me the shelving unit. We’re not quite done yet… Hello? I need trim! As usual, we hope to get it done soon…