Yes . . . I'm still alive. Buried under boxes and going under for the third time. Moving has been such an adventure.
The Good . . .
- Wonderful new neighbors who welcomed us with wine on the patio, brought us their newspapers, taught us pool maintenance 101, and gifted us with a huge sandwich platter and chips on moving-in day.
Dips in the pool, our sanctuary, where I've created a self-imposed rule to not think about all the boxes, worry about the kids or stress about our new jobs.- Messages and care packages from all of you making us feel missed, loved and comforted.
- My beautiful new craft room.
Yes! My new craft room has two windows and lots of built-in light, a desk, a ceiling fan . . . ah, someday it will be Heaven on Earth.
The Bad . . .
- I found my Patron Saint of Lost Objects, but now I've lost the accompanying prayer card. Still can't find the TV remote. (If I ever move again – God Help Me! – I will hide the remove from the movers!) We've finished unpacking all the kitchen and family room area and declared it the no-box zone, but lurking somewhere in the house is still a Cuisinart and a bunch of plates – probably with the car maintenance supplies!
- I haven't been able to post because (A) lost the cord to connect the digital camera to the computer for a few weeks; (B) new boss lady sending me all over kingdom come (aka Central Texas) on nursing home surveys; (C) trying to create more box-free zones; (D) haven't been able to create anything because the craft room is outside the box-free zone . . . see below!; (E) haven't been able to create more box-free zones because boss lady keeps sending me out of town (see B).
The Crazy . . .
This is my craft room – well, what I could show you of it, because it's so full of boxes I can't get past the door.
My family knows that creating and crafting are what keep me grounded and well, as close to sane as I can represent. It's gotten me through the toughest times. I'm a little on the crazy side these days since I can't even get a whiff of some ink, glue, paper, glitter . . . ah, my touchstone is in there somewhere!
A little homesick, seriously overworked, missing my kids, craving my touchstone . . . okay, I'll admit it, I'm a little on the whiny side. Save yourselves! But, don't give up on me . . . I'm coming up for air and safe harbor is in sight.
Poor you! Don't envy you all the boxes—but it sounds as if you know Flylady as you mention "zones"–if not—www.flylady.com.
(MY) crafter's rule # 1—where I go, the basic class kit goes with some paper as well. I do not leave home for anything other than quick shopping trips without it. I have been caught in a very small town, with no real stores, and despretly needing craft supplies to mat photos etc. for a funeral! Never again. It also helps when you really, really need a fix-everything you need is in the bag to do a small project. I even made a roll up bag with the basics for a friend who was staying at a hospital long-term with a terminally ill hushband. Scissors, glue, etc. and some atc cards and clips gave her a little something to do. So, for the next move….yep, I heard you gasp from here! Take 15 min. for yourself today and do something fun for you-you deserve it!
Good luck getting everything settled, Linda! I would be completely overwhelmed if we moved, I really feel for you!! Hope you get to make your craft room a box-free zone soon!! xoxo
You poor baby…Things will get better.
sending hugs.