I have been trying to work on organizing and detailing a few little spaces in my home. I realized that we are coming dangerously close to the one year mark to not have a single thing hung on the walls (wow, that's really embarrassing). It felt so amazing to get some little shelves up on the wall for my beloved toys, even though it really only skims the surface of the collection. To get anywhere close to all of my toys on display the wall would have to be floor to ceiling shelving. I think I'll just get a couple more. For now.
Another tiny, simple thing that makes me happy: a small collection of lady-things on my dresser. Perfumes, tins, and jewelry dish. REALLY hoping that an intentional use of this space will discourage us from just dumping clean laundry on the dresser and leaving it there for weeks on end. Not that that ever happens. Oh no...
I have also finally started organizing my craft room, in addition to the toy display. It's been in a severe state of disarray since we moved here. For a very short period of time I was making progress getting things set up, until the untimely demise of my ikea desk. Truth be told I wasn't convinced I wanted to keep it to begin with. Aesthetically it just did not fit in with my vision for the room, but practically speaking I couldn't let it go. It had cubbies and compartments for everything, with a magnetic dry erase board to boot. My inner OCD was obsessed with the idea of this desk but it wasn't really working out. And then, well, let's just say that when someone moves a piece of furniture and needs a different tool to put it back together that was not used to take it apart... you have a problem. But it's for the best.
My next project: I have four large square frames which I acquired YEARS ago and have yet to use. If only I could figure out WHAT I want to DO with them. Ugh. It's so difficult for me you would think it was a life or death decision. It's not like I can't change it later! What is wrong with me?