Lately I feel a little like I've been drowning in chaos. My home feels crazy cluttered and I feel totally overwhelmed by the idea of even starting to clean. Of course, it doesn't help that my little monster has his own ideas about cleanliness, including, but not limited to, pulling everything out of the drawers and leaving them on the kitchen floor.
So when I decided to tackle my craft room, I knew that I was just going to have to embrace the chaos that comes with cleaning with Liam under foot:
I knew that I needed to tackle this room though, even with Liam underfoot, because I haven't been doing anything creative and I miss it. I didn't want to step foot in the room because it had become a dumping ground for everything over the past month or so, which means I have not be scrapbooking, art journaling, or pretty much anything in the space. All of which means that Marya was feeling pretty out of sorts not having a creative outlet.
Because the one thing I have learned since finishing school is that this girl needs projects AND creativity nurtures my soul and makes me a happier person.
Every time I looked at my craft space, I just cringed and thought, no, another day.
But there are several sayings about chaos and desks and possessions and identity that have been rolling around in my head lately as I avoided the task. The first being that a cluttered desk/home can be the sign of a cluttered mind (in my case very true) and having too much stuff prevents us from finding ourselves in lieu of being defined by the stuff.
So I dove in and already I feel lighter and more excited about finding time to do something creative!