I don't know how many times I have had a clear out in my craft room but this time I have been ruthless to the point of being sadist.
So in light of said clear out, next week I am going to be holding a grand sale of items (on this blog) that I have BARELY used such as a craft robo, copic pens (never been swiped), zig pens, alcohol inks, mini books, albums and craft totes. I figure if I sell them I can start investing in things that really appeal to me right now and that's experiences. I love days out with my girl and I love going to workshops and buying tutorials .... feeding the soul with input is far less stressful than a room full of stuff that I no longer have time to use. Ive invested in some quality Stampin Up supplies which is more than sufficient for my new purchases desire - I hope you might find something in the sale you can make use off.
Ug! I had to be brutal in deciding what to sling and where to re-house my favourite craft supplies. So to get my head out of the turmoil I took the boy for a deliciously long walk. There had been a torrential downpour the previous night and the parks pathways were washed away and streaming with rainwater from the hills. All the leaves have practically disappeared and everything looks murky brown and yuk. I took my camera out with me in hopes of finding more little toady stools like I did yest but no. The boy didn't have much to sniff as it had all been diluted in the downpour so it was hardly worth the walk but the little chubster needed the exercise (me, not the dog... LOL). I came across some odd points in the walk that made me think "oooh, serene" and one point that made me gasp like this tree that seems as if it were a burning torch
More leafy lanes and muddy puddles await
When I got back to the car eddy was sodden (is that a real word?). I had to towel dry him both in the car and at home. He has been such a lovely companion of late; I just love that little pork sizzling sausage so much. He went off for a 5 hour nap whilst I carried on sorting and rehousing and re purposing the whole of my supplies and its what, almost 7 hours of progress and Im still in a pickle.
Well that's me, me old fruit. Im going to the Birmingham tonight with Nikki and we are staying over in a posh hotel before pounding the floors of the NEC in search of inspiration. I have a meeting planned with a company for some design work which is going to be fun but other than that I shall be on the look out for something relatively small as there is no flaming room left here at this old house.