This photo may seem odd.
Yes, we have a toddler bed tucked into the corner of our room.
Crammed into my already small 'craft corner' to be exact.
It used to be a play pen.
Then, a crib.
Now, a bed.
For the past 14 months it's been one crazy round of musical beds.
The dream of having two kids sharing one bedroom was trumped by the 'night fury' - our Hudson. (*Incidentally, we may have discovered recently that he sleeps through the night when using asthma puffers/inhalers... still getting that diagnosed here).
But yah, Ben and I want our room back.
I also want my craft corner back.
Long has it been neglected.
I would tear in there - grab a pile of fabric - toss through another pile.. and exit again.
Since someone or other was always in there to nap/sleep/nap.
(I am a baker's wife still).
So, the floor was hidden under a mess of chaos.
My 'storage' bins of fabric were dumped helter skelter.
A bio hazard sign could have been taped across that space.
So you know what I did? I avoided it.
'Too big a mess' thought I.
'What's the point, I can't even use the space right now' I reasoned.
For almost a year, that's been my thinking.
I finally had a couple hours to clear the clutter.
To save you the horror show I did not do a 'before' picture.
That big pile of stuff still on the floor needs to be cleared (wish I could just hit a magic 'delete' button!). But the fabric stash is finally stored back into a submissive state. Phew!
Funny how this mess seemed so insurmountable in my mind,
but in action it only took a couple hours.
Confession: Sometimes I get overwhelmed by the *thought* of something...
when the *doing* of it is often simple.
Best example from daily life.
The dirty dishes.
I used to look at the mess after dinner.. and avoid it. Thinking I finally just deserved a break from the 'work' of the day... and wanted to put my feet up for the evening.
But like messes do, they just seemed messier the next day.
I'd resent those dishes for wrecking my morning.
I've since learned.
Tackling the messes while they're only small... dish by dish, is so much easier than the mountain.
Isn't it true for most things in life.
Messes just get messier when avoided.
Sometimes it can seem insurmountable.
But one small action can deflate those despairing thoughts.
Clean one dish.
Organise one corner.
Utter one prayer.
Forgive one mistake.
Step by step the changes can come.
There's beauty on the other side... just keep pressing on.