After a conversation with Hilton about discipline, which actually had nothing to do with the number of yet-to-be-unpacked boxes laying around my house, and a good nights sleep, I woke up yesterday morning totally focused and motivated to get the craft room / office useable. To appease the hyper little puppy I turned off the a/c and left the back door open so he could run about, which made for a very sweaty day. First I unpacked and cleared out almost ALL of the boxes from the room, which was pretty full when I started. Then I got the craft table in place in front of the window and went to move the desk in from the guest room. Getting that HUGE desk to turn that little corner was a feat of physics requiring the removal of both doors and some pretty fancy manuevers and lifting on my part. I thought about waiting for help, but I really, really wanted to get it done. I stacked all of the canvas bins of yarn by the craft table and look at the piles of yet-to-be-catagorized yarn still ...
Tales of a hot mess knitting addict yarn hoarder