So I kicked off a New Years Resolution last night.
It has been bugging me for almost 3 months now that my craft drawer/cupboard is not up to snuff...now yes I am one of those people that will pin 'organising tips' and 'great storage ideas' onto my Pinterest board but let me be honest I neither have the budget for a 'personal storage consultant' nor the energy to 'plan my space' and so my craft drawer resembles Narnia...seriously, I did not know what was in there.
Before I had the boy, I was on it...believe me I used to refer to myself as enjoyably suffering from the 'good part' of OCD, the part where things were tidy and ordered and it didn't take over your life. But since having Finley things around these parts are a little different, and that craft catastrophe was no exception, buttons are on the loose, happily advertising themselves to my son as a choking hazard, I have glue sticks gone rogue and am frequently finding the dog chewing happily on one in the corner of the bedroom and the fabric which I had meticulously cut for that quilt I one day will make resembles the Kleenex I find stuffed in my husbands suit pockets...to say the least this drawer would not impress the likes of Martha Stewart.
I tidied up as much as I could, bagging up buttons, wrestling with the dog for the remaining glue stick and folding crushed fabric in the hope that eventually when I do make that quilt it won't require ironing, (not a skill of mine...seriously I am a Domestic Goddess dream come true.)
It wasn't done perfectly and it didn't resemble remotely anything I had seen on pinterest. But it was a little better and it didn't feel too much like Narnia anymore. Moving downstairs onto the next to-do item on my mental checklist, I navigated myself through the play area, strewn with toys. There was a car balancing on the book shelf and somehow a saucepan had been relocated to the living room carpet and I realised that yes, my cupboards are Narnia and yes, my husband finds things in our pantry that expired when the Bush Administration was in office, but I spent my day doing what I was supposed to, playing with my boy and that was what mattered. Now if there were organizational fairies that could come and in a blink of an eye organize my cupboards, I would not turn them away at the door but these are things that i can not worry (too much) about anymore because a little chaos in the house shows me I spent my time wisely, playing horse with my son, being driven on my Zig the big-rig and singing to Yo Gabba Gabba.
Plus I don't think Martha Stewart will be knocking on the door anytime soon anyhow...
(I am blogging while watching 'Downton Abbey' on PBS, if you haven't seen it, you should because it is wonderful! New Years Resolution no.2 - to speak properly and with purpose)
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