My Happy Place, no filter

IMG_5921I’ve done it again. I got busy cutting, sewing, painting and crocheting, that I just made a big ol’ mess. It’s been two weeks since my last craft show and this room still looks like this. Lordy, Lordy, being neat is NOT one of my strong points.

You know what? I got to thinking that maybe I haven’t given you a proper tour of my happy place. Well, by golly, I need to show you around!IMG_5922 2So with my music turned up, I took it one piece of ribbon, one spool of thread and one ball of yarn at a time. If you are OCD/Neat Freak/Clutter Free/No Dust XYZ, then you may want to leave now. My 12×15 ft happy room may make you crazy, even in its “clean” state.IMG_5923 2My strategy to conquer this room was to start on the left and work my way around. I decided to put everything in its place…or at least in its general area. So here we go, on our left is my Cricut station. I truly don’t use this little amazing machine as much as I should, but it is good to have on hand. I store the vinyl, mats and rolled paper on the shelves below it. (Hmm…I’ve got that cat pillow there that I need to sell and the sunflower painting I need to finish up. It’s good to see these things.) Next to the Cricut station is a shelving unit filled with scrapbooking paper, stamps, painting supplies, and odd boxes of staple and glue guns. (I really ought to finish that neighborhood applique. It does a great job of hiding the junk though. I have a lot of UFP’s, unfinished projects, huh?)IMG_5924 2

Moving right around is my “office” area. Believe it or not there is a sort of organization going on here. Go ahead and ask me where something is…

Twine? Lower left hand cubicle.

Hammer? Easy…Upper right hand cubby in metal bucket!

Important MerryMary Studios documents? Thought you got me, didn’t you! Ha! In flowered folder in second from left upper shelf! Honey, I know where it all is. Those two rolling drawers are filled with ribbons, glues, markers, and doodads.IMG_5925 2Along with the crooked lampshade and falling down painted piece (I will never be Pinterest ready), I store my glitter and punches in the lefthand side. Yes, I have a whole box of glitter. A girl like me can never have enough glitter. Glitter is sparkly. Glitter makes things jazzy. Glitter is just so…glittery!

Three of those cubicles hold my bible journaling supplies…washi tape, stamps, stickers, devotionals and doodads. That reminds me that it has been a while since I’ve done any creative journaling. I need to get back to that.

Do you see the two pairs of pants laying over the back of the chair? Yeah, they need some fixin. And those two wine glasses are empty of crafting juice! Oh my! Note to self: Must fill.IMG_5928 2Ahhh the sun, glorious sun. I believe my very favorite part of this room is the window. After ten years of crafting in my old windowless room, this is heaven. I love opening the windows, listening to the birds, watching the squirrels and feeling the breeze. I purposely put my sewing machine right there. I have my sewing corner where the thread, rulers and iron are within arms reach. I only have to scoot around in my wheelie chair to grab whatever I need.IMG_5930 2 It is amazing what this tiny cupboard can hold…buttons, fusible webs, zippers, elastics, snap pliers, bits, bobs and even an ironing ham. I love my little gem.

As you can see, I’ve organized my fabric stash into color tubs. No, my fabric isn’t folded into perfect little rectangles or hung on cute little hangers, but it is in reasonable order. Hey, I figure that’s what an iron is for, to iron out the wrinkles. Does it look just amazing when every bit is carefully folded into a fat eighth quarter and stacked in color order, ABSOLUTELY!!! But I also know that I would get really upset with myself when it all came undone. I don’t need that kind of self-criticism. I’m letting that one go.IMG_5931 2Here we are coming to the opposite side of the room. The hutch has been with Superman and me since our first year of marriage, 31 years ago. Again, being in a room with no closets, I had to be creative. The upper portion stores books and some glass jars. The green basket holds fabric for projects I have in mind to do soon and the old dish rack files my patterns. Underneath is where all of the wonky stabilizers, interfacing and quilt batting can fit and not roll all over the place.

The shelf unit holds some of my craft show display items, empty boxes and bags, felt, more ribbons and other odd crafting supplies. It tucks nicely between the hutch and sliding barn door. IMG_5933 2This beauty is probably my biggest pride and joy. I made this sucka! All. By. Myself. It is a 4×6 ft cutting table on castor wheels that can lock in position. Yes, I cut, screwed, painted, sanded and lifted this big girl ALL. BY. MYSELF. Did I tell you how proud I am of myself and how I did this….all….ok ok. you got it. But really, look how beautiful she is! Not only can she be rolled easily around, she has a large surface to lay your fabric out on to cut and a very roomy shelf space underneath. All of my small fabric scraps go into their color drawer. She’s the perfect height to stand next to when working. In my last craft room, I used a long folding table, which was good, but it killed my back to work over when standing. This pretty gal is also great when a friend comes over. We each pull a red stool up to either side and do a project together. I love, love, love this table! You know, the one I made ALL BY MYSELF!IMG_5922 2So there you have it. My happy place in all of its glitter and mess. This room is so much of who I am. It is colorful, happy, and creative. It’s organized in an imperfect wonderful way. It has lots of current ideas mixed with the old. It is a place where God’s gift is used. This little room invites friendships to grow with scissors, paper, glue and lots of talk and giggles. Fabric and thread are sewn together in this room to sell and donate the cash proceeds to organizations that serve the poor. We all should have a happy place, whether it be a shed out back, a corner of a garden, or a soft comfy chair where we escape into a world of books. Where is your happy place?

This is my happy place. Thanks for stopping by!


One Lady’s Crap is My Treasure: part 2 rag rug

Yesterday, I shared with you the story behind all of this treasure. That Sunday afternoon, I met Trudy and her husband at her mom’s house just down the street. I figured Trudy’s mom, Marion, would have only a few items. Boy, was I wrong! There was yarn, fabric, fiberfill, embroidery hoops, thread, crochet hooks, large cans of quilting squares, Mason jars, and even a quilting stand. 

Trudy would lift something up and say “All of this is junk.” And I would say “Are you kidding me?!? Trudy this is awesome!”  She would look at me and shake her head. I guess she thought I was crazy. 

When I got home, I figured it would be easiest to unload if I just pulled up to the basement door. As I unloaded, Superman called down to ask if I had gotten anything. I figured it would be best if he didn’t see All of the stuff quite yet. So I hollered back up “Yup! Just got a few things!” 

Junk?!? Trudy, Trudy, Trudy.So like the picture above says, I started sorting all of the bags into keep and throw away. I admit that some of the items had been ruined by little critters, but most were waiting to be resurrected into something fun. As I was separating the fabric by color, I uncovered an old brown and gold Charles Chips can. (Do you remember the truck that would deliver chips to your house? Why in the world did we need potato chips delivered to us? The truck never came to my house, but I remember the joy of it arriving at my best friends!) 
Anyway, I opened this particular can and inside were spools of 1-2 in strips of fabric and a big old crochet hook. Hmmmm…..again, what in the world was Grandma Marion thinking of doing with this?  Well, by golly, I sat right there and started crocheting a rug.

Forget about sorting, I’m making a rug. As you can see in the picture above, I began crocheting in a circle, tying one fabric strip to another as I went.When I had finished with the strips Marion had expertly cut, I rummaged through the rest of the stash to see what I could use. Let me say that Miss Marion had quite an assortment of fabric choices. Some were quite pretty and vintage, while others were… do I put it? Just ugly. Check out this patriotic beauty. I think this may have been a slip cover for a sofa. I figured I probably couldn’t use this in one of my sale items, but it just might work in my rug. I dug through the remaining boxes and bags and began cutting and tearing ugly fabric into strips. I gave up on the round look, when the piece became more like a bowl than a flat rug. But even doing a large 4 1/2 foot rug, I noticed my rectangle was turning into a triangle/trapezoid shape. I guess I need to work on technique. 

Even so, I loved the way this was turning out! Initially I thought it would be a great addition  to my craft room under my soon-to-be made cutting table. Then it came to me what a terrible idea it would be to have a rug in there. I just imagined all of the pins that would get lost in this thing.So now what do I do? Do I get upset because I just spent hours cutting, tearing and crocheting this thing? Nope! I started pulling it all out. Pulling and pulling….until I had a big ol pile of fabric strips. My friend Dagmar saves her fabric scraps to fill her dog, Button’s bed. Sam needs a bed in the craft room, so she can keep me company.I dug around some more in the boxes and found this crazy fabric. I stuffed it with the fabric strips and voila! Sam has a bed!

Now, I just have to figure out how to get her to come downstairs and hang out with me. If she won’t will you? 

Thanks for dropping by!