The Creation Station

So, my office is a sty. It's also the lynch-pin of getting my house organized, clean, and ... well ... normal. I would show you pictures, but it's even more shame-inducing than a three-month-old dead conifer. So you can just imagine.

There is stuff all over the house that really belongs in here. Scrap stuff. Dollhouse stuff. Stamp stuff. Just stuff! Piles and piles of stuff. And there is so much potential in this room, not just for organizing all that "stuff", but to allow me to have space to create.

But it's a huge job. HUGE!

And I think I'm finally ready to tackle it.

May the Force be with me. (sigh)