two things...

1st thing:

remember when my studio looked like this. Well...now it looks like this. I am always in awe of how much stuff I have...it's a bit insane really. But, in my defense, I do a lot of different things. I sew, paint, knit, scrapbook, stamp...you name it. I am feeling a little overwhelmed right now. I am in the process of turning my sunroom into a staging area of sorts since I can't really move around in there. I promised myself I would be patient and sort through my things before making any large furniture purchases. Still trying to decide if I want things more open or hidden. Bookcases or cupboards...plastic bins or baskets...Goodwill or Ikea. It's difficult. I'm really trying to simplify, purge and make wise choices...oh lordy, wish me luck.

2nd thing:

It must be nice to have an arty type occupation and work for a company that gives you this. I mean this baby is loaded with all the new stuff meanwhile I'm still working with an ancient operating system (at least in the mac world). Am I jealous of my husband? Of course not. Do I fantasize about locking him in a closet and assuming his identity just so I can get my pudgy little hands on this baby...you know it. For the record, he is being very sensitive...at this rate...with the pouts and sad eyes I will have my own by weeks end. Don't fear folks, I do want to upgrade my hardware, but I won't do so just yet. Self-denial is good for the soul...I think an Amish person told me that.


rachel trigueiro said...

Just came across your blog. I love it. I feel your pain in the packing/moving/unpacking. My husband and I just did it a month and a half ago and it's draining to say the least! Good luck to get your house settled into a home. :) I have a question about your blog template. I love how it is set up. Would you mind offering some advice?

The Lonely Scrapbooker said...

Your room of boxed made me flinch. Ouch. But one of these days you'll just find the energy and it'll get done, snip snap. The issue is when will that day come?!

Anonymous said...

Okay, you throw him in the closet, I'll grab the MAC and run!!!
I feel your pain!