2 weeks ago when I was organizing my scraproom it was about oh hour 8 of continuous organizing I had a moment.
I stood in the middle of my scraproom and just look around thinking it's not going to fit. Where am I going to put everything. I think I almost had a panic attack.
I was ready to sit on the floor and start rocking back and forth..I am serious it was that bad. Then....yes then...I took a deep breath and I got over it..it was still in the back of my mind though but I pushed on and made progress.
When I was working on Jackie's nook. I told her about my moment. I said she would have that moment too. Accept I had it for her. Then she had it..oh not a good feeling. At this point we both just laid on the floor from exhaustion and just the OMG factor of it all. Jackie was laying under one of the 8ft long folding tables that house all the stuff we were trying to put into her nook. But after some vision and such..it worked out.
I am so frustrated at this point with the room. There isn't much left to do, there really isn't. My problem before was I had no idea where to store certain embellishments now I have a place thanks to the punch storage.
It will be so worth it once it is all done. It is just getting to that point. I dislike going in there, I am so frustrated that I can't scrap when I want to. (yes my room is scrapable but I would like it finished before I start to make a mess in there). I have two projects that need to be completed in the next couple weeks. I need to think of stuff for Christmas. And of course I have the urge to scrap when it is impossible for me to do so.
I have been invited to a house crop the last Sunday in November but again don't have to take a lot of stuff and hopefully I will have something put together I can just take that and be okay with it. We really won't end up scrapbooking much anyway because we will just be chatting away.