A Nice and Tidy Cleaned up Craft Room

My craft room is my daily happy place.  One spot sports a bulletin board which is a hot mess of cards and notes, photographs and paper projects.  Here is a tidy photo, but as of right now, it is covered with lapped over items.  A mangled mess but I know where each and every item is, and where they came from and why they are there to make me smile.

One side of my Craft Room is a work station, another side has the delightful machines like Cricut Expression, e-Bosser, metal dies, and tools of the trade while the third table is a delight of sewing machines.  My happy place indeed gives me a day full of creating projects I can share.
It gets a little out of hand after a few hours and I stop, sweep, put everything back in the proper place and then I start all over again.  Recently I really did a full scale tidy-up, putting 3 extra sewing machines in a closet, reorganizing stacks and stashes.  Two years ago I had spent 2 years sewing quilts for the Homeless Veterans in Northern AZ, those precious protectors who were now living in tents in the forest, old cars, or storage sheds.  I made 55 quilts for those souls, I crocheted scarves and afghans to help keep them warm in the winter days of Northern Az.  Then I covered the sewing machines, put away the cloth projects and rolled across the room to the paper side.  I made card after card, creating and happy.  Now I am back to sewing,...totes, purses, cell phone cases, napkins, hanging towels, quilts.  I am happy girl.  Here is my cleaned up Craft Room.

Busy Work

Hi... I keep busy... sewing, making cards, crochet, knit.... It keeps my almost 80-mind alert and busy, and my hands, arthritis or not, create things I can share.  Today my cherished Lanette Veres of Gray Matters picked up her "stash" that SHE will share with friends who are facing some mighty awful health things in their lives.... loved ones with brain tumors, families in stress and fright.  Lynette shines like a bright sun in the lives of those who she surrounds.  Here are some things I gave her to share.  A few crochet lap afghans to comfort those in waiting rooms, to envelope those in hospital beds, some fleece big bibs that help for the bedridden, and lastly trays of giant colorful words of inspiration, signs to hang, bright and cheery die cuts of flowers and hearts, and stars, and things to brighten a life.