As you can
see from the picture, my living room is a disaster. My dining room looks the
same way – like someone just unloaded a large U-Haul.
When we
moved me into the studio four years ago, nothing went as planned. Bob was
anxious to turn my old office into his man cave. That meant nothing got put
away in the studio the way I wanted… more dumped wherever it would fit.
Since then I’ve
also added more things – mostly planner and Mixed Media items – that I’ve had
to find room for. Instead, those items just got added to the already
disorganized mess.
I apologize for not getting the Throwback Thursday posts up as I'd hoped.
I’ve been
trying since January to get my office/ studio in order – all while trying to
carry on with my daily work routine, write a book and keep the house
presentable. I finally came to the conclusion that plan of attack wasn’t
working.
First off, I
have OCD. I can’t work on something unless everything is in order. Just makes
my life more complicated.
Last week,
after writing all my blog posts for the week, I emptied the studio into those
two rooms. I’ve worked all weekend with the cleaning part. Washing windows,
shampooing carpet, detailing furniture… you know what a deep clean entails.
This week I
HAVE to get stuff back in place so that office work can resume as usual. Bob
comes home on Wednesday. He’d really like to be able to sit at the dining room
table in the morning with coffee or sit in his recliner in the evening to watch
TV. To add insult to injury, his best friend is planning a visit for the coming
weekend. Kevin helped us move in thirteen years ago. He hasn’t seen the house with
the addition of my studio. So yeah…. This room HAS TO GET DONE.
With that, I’m
taking this week off of all of my blogs, no book writing and only the 1
crafting deadline I have for Wednesday.
Blog post
should resume next week – Monday May 4th or Tuesday May 5th. If Kevin shows up,
I’ll have all weekend to hide in the studio and get ahead of the week.
Otherwise, that’s what I’ll be doing on Monday. I always devote Bob’s first
weekend home to him. He’s been gone for twenty-one days, after all.
Thank you
for your patience and I’ll see you next week!
