cleaning up

I've been feeling a bit swamped lately, like there are more pressures placed upon me than I can cope with, you know?

It all came to a head last week, and amidst the resulting meltdown, complete with the ugly crying face and the snot, I had a moment of clarity so pure it was nothing short of an epiphany.

Everything had to be put in order - everything. I had to face things and deal with them, rather than putting my head in the sand (cos you know what? when you put your head in the sand, your arse it stuck up there in plain view!)

so I cleared out.
My mind, my worries, my stresses, my obstacles.
My cupboards, my wardrobes, my drawers.
My present, and my past.

cleansed.

and it feels great.

All this cleaning out, naturally lead me to the {insert laugh here} "Studio". On my list of criteria when I was looking for a new home was 3 bedrooms, so I would have a space of my own to create in. Of course, it also houses the phone, the computer and the clothes dryer (remind me why I still have this?), and in general is used as the spare room-cum-dumping ground. To make anything in there involved climbing over debris on the floor, removing piles of paperwork from the sewing table, or unpacking the entire wardrobe to get out the materials needed.

I didn't get time to take a "before" shot, such was the urge to clear it out, but trust me, it looked something akin to this:


not quite ;) but, thin edge of the wedge and all...

now, it looks like this:


Ahh. clear, clean workable space - I feel calmer already.

now the work can begin.