Friday, April 30, 2010
Get rid of rigid thinking or Craft room make over part 1
I pulled everything out 6 months ago in hopes that I would throw away, organize, and decorate. Lack of inspiration, time, and money dropped me into a deeper and deeper pit. Looking at all that mess paralyzed me. I had NO idea what to do. My mind stubornly stuck to beautiful craft rooms I have seen. I visualized built in shelving, hanging baskets, stained concrete, etc. etc. I couldn't touch those knee deep piles till my dream craft room somehow actuallized.
Jodi thought enough was enough. She saw the way the mess seeped into my head to make me feel bad and messy, even when upstairs in the "clean part." She anounced that our first project would be to make some headway on that room. Today she arrived with Zoe and began to fly through my room. I tried to catch up. It was my room after all, but she was relentless. Without stopping to think of ideals, or even asking what I wanted, the cyclone swept things into the garbage, salvaged unused items and anounced we were using them for decoration.
My methodical cells reeled as she rushed, yet I knew that my ways had hurt me for the last 6 months. I'd try it her way and be grateful if we could clear a few feet of space.
We are most proud of the fact that there is NO budget for this organizing and decorating project. 0 dollars. Everything must come from my stashes and so far has. The current curtain is fabric waiting to be sewn into skirts for the girls, the lanterns are from my party decoration box, the pictures we created from scrapbook paper, flowers...etc.
I realized something a bit shocking. I have rigid thinking. My lack of flexibility has really held me in a sad place. Yes, people have told me I'm quite rigid but I thought they were crazy, and whatever rigidity I had was a good thing. My room isn't what I would pick if I could pick each piece, yet it still makes me happy. I am inspired. I now feel like cleaning and decorating everything because, after all, It doesn't have to be perfect to bless myself and my family.