Craft Stash Busting
Self Challenge Part 1

So in the midst of some rather large projects, I’m making some items for my son’s school fundraiser, and in the spirit of going through my craft stash to make the things, I’ve decided to do a stash buster self challenge.

In my head, I’m super creative.  I have so many ideas and no fear that I can’t do any artsy-craftsy thing I put my mind to, but when it comes to the execution of the projects – like finishing them, I fall apart.  

The challenge would be that I wouldn’t buy any more craft items unless it was something small and absolutely essential for finishing a project for which I already have the supplies.  I came up with this self challenge on Tuesday 4/26/16, it is now Friday 4/29/16 and I’ve already failed.  I knew I might have to buy a small thing here and there to finish the projects and that was totally my goal today when I hit the craft store, but I have a serious problem.

For example, I got these really cool beads a while ago at a Gem Faire that comes through every few months.  I love boho inspired jewelry and thought I would make a set of earrings, necklace and bracelet for the school fundraiser.  Of course I bought enough beads at the time to make myself a set as well and maybe even one or two for gifts or to sell.  

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But after searching through my hoarded stash:

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And there is a lot more, not pictured.  I realized that I didn’t have enough chain to make a necklace.  I know, I know, I’m sure there was something I could use instead, but like a broken record, my psychotic mind kept looping, “I need chain, I need chain.  Can’t finish this project without chain.”  So I went to buy the damn chain.  I had coupons, after all.  Here is what I left the craft store with – and this is like the lightest load I’ve managed in a long time.  See those two small packs of chain on the far left? Yep, that’s what I “needed.” The flowers and shiny beads are for a mobile I want to make for my 7 month old daughter.  And of course I needed a new bag – so I paid $1.59 for a new bag – I only have like 10 of them.  In my defense, they’re all different and I keep different crochet projects in them.

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So I texted my husband after this trip to tell him I had a serious problem.  He didn’t even ask.  I told him about my recent debauchery in the craft store, but I came up with a brilliant plan for my craft supplies in the meantime AND when I put my plan into place, I’ll need even MORE supplies.  

Here’s my idea:  

The Hoarder Alarm System™

And not just any old hoarding system.  I would organize all of my craft supplies in a usable fashion starting right inside the two doors leading outside of my house.  That way when someone tries to break in, they’ll be like “what is all this shit?”  And I wouldn’t stop there – I would organize my things all along the walkways – so you have to step in certain places to make it into the house – like the hot lava game you may have played as a kid.  I know – awesome idea, but now you’re wondering what you would do if you’re home when someone tries to get into your house?  But the brilliance of this plan is that all of your craft supplies are organized so each section has its own weapons.  For example – the sewing section has scissors and needles, the crochet section would be similar – small scissors, needles, plus you can use the yarn to tie your intruder up.  If you have spray paint in the house, you can use it like pepper spray, but your burglar will leave with a pretty color on his or her face.  And if all of that fails, you can just start throwing things – think about the damage a well aimed mason jar would do to someone’s head – although you’d have to have pretty good aim, which I don’t.  But by this time, the intruder would be so freaked out both by your house and your amazing use of non-conventional weapons that they’ll just say – forget this crazy bitch and run for their lives.

My current work surface (one of many in my house).
My current work surface (one of many in my house).

This is just to let you know that if you’re like me, you think better surrounded by total chaos and that those nice, neat pictures on Pinterest and on other blogs are all staged.  No super creative genius works in a clean, clinical setting.  Let loose your inner genius and hop aboard the hot mess express!!  Let’s create people or is it let’s create, people?  Anyway, the new Stash Busting Self Challenge starts now.

The Apocalypse

Today I was going to write about some of my projects in progress – and let me tell you, there are a lot of them.  I love finding things I want to try, even better when the project has a tutorial that is easy to follow with nice, clear pictures and then I buy whatever the hell I want (kind of following the plans) and do whatever the hell I want and just hope that it turns out alright.  I wouldn’t win any prizes for my finished projects, but I do manage to pull most things together – if I finish them.  But something else is really on my mind and I thought I would write about it instead. 

The Apocalypse

I am a totally open, ambiguous and equal opportunity passenger when it comes to the apocalypse.  I don’t really have a preference on how the world is going to end.  I think some people have set beliefs on what will happen to us one day, but I have absolutely no opinion or leanings on how our world will end.  It’s like going on a super mysterious fun ride that you have absolutely no control over, so just sit back and enjoy the ride, or not.  You may be wondering what brought all this on, well, let me show you.  I was driving along the other day and saw this in front of me:

Prepper Con Baby!
Prepper Con Baby!

PrepperCon baby!  You should know that I take pictures on the move, not while moving literally, but through my dirty windshield with my dirty phone, so my pictures aren’t going to be nice and pretty and clear.  Just deal with it.

I love Doomsday Preppers and I’m not sure if it’s just Salt Lake City and Utah or if it’s everywhere and I just never noticed it before, but we have a plethora of “Emergency Supply Stores.”  Now I lived in New Orleans for quite a few years and if there’s anywhere that would need an emergency supply store, it’s there.  Even if a major hurricane isn’t about to hit, it always floods when it rains and you can usually count on the power going out for every storm, high wind, calm sunny day, etc.  

I read a lot.  You might wonder how I read with two small children, well, I go to bed when they do.  That’s right, about 9pm each night, I read to my four year old and we lie down together and I read my book till he falls asleep, then move to my bed and read till 11pm.  Okay, if it’s a really good book, I’ve been known to stay up till 3am, but then I’m total shit the next day.  And when I say I read a lot, I mean a lot, like a book every couple of days and no I don’t skim read like my husband accuses me of doing.  Furthermore, I’ll read almost anything – from non-fiction to sci-fi to fantasy to murder mysteries.  I know I’ve been reading too much of one genre when I read a series of let’s say apocalypse books and I quickly start making my list for how much water, food and emergency supplies we’ll need to last us until, well I’m not really sure how long our supplies will need to last if it’s the end of the world.

I live in Salt Lake City and yes, we have a lot of Mormons here.  They have a short term food supply and then they build up their stores with staples that will last up to 30 years.  Let me tell you, they’ll be prepared.  But would I really want to live through all of that – watching everything fall apart and all the rest while sitting in my living room looking out our window all the while stuffing my face with food?  I guess it would be like watching tv, but it would be real.  Now the Catholics believe that if you’re not raptured when God calls it, then you have 7 years of “trials and tribulations.”  That still seems like a lot of supplies to have on hand.  And let me tell you, I don’t believe for a second that any of these Christians are going to share with heathens like me.  And I start to worry, but then I’m like, squirrel, and I’m on to something else.

So all this rambling about the end of the world and food storage is really about some good books I’ve come across about the end of the world.  An aside, I had to take a break from post-apocalypse books because I just get too freaked out and panicky, so I’m reading sci-fi right now.  I’ll have that book list in a bit.

So if you want to go on an adventure about the end of the world, here are some fun books to read:

Zombie Apocalypse:

The Girl With All the Gifts by M.R. Carey

The Forest of Hands and Teeth Series by Carrie Ryan

Alien Invasion:

Extinction Point Series by Paul Anthony Jones

Children of the After series by Jeremy Laszlo

The 5th Wave by Rick Yancey

Post Apocalyptic World: (or loosely based post the world as we know it)

The Uglies Trilogy by Scott Westerfeld

Last Survivors Series by Susan Beth Pfeffer

The Testing Series by Joelle Charbonneau

Partials Series by Dan Wells

The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood

Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro

Totally Whacked:

The Southern Reach Trilogy by Jeff VanderMeer

Then there are the usual suspects:

The Hunger Games Trilogy

Divergent Trilogy by Veronica Roth

Ender’s Game Series by Orson Scott Card

The Maze Runner Trilogy by James Dashner

 

New ‘do, New Me!

Blonde and Magenta!
Blonde and Magenta!

New do – new you – right?  I feel like I might be a little too old for my new hair do, I just turned 41 and have 2 small children – a four year old and a seven month old, but my husband (my ever faithful cheerleader – in a manly sort of way) told me to just do it, so I did.

 

Quick side note, I loathe selfies.  I don’t understand why people take so many pictures of themselves, but out of all the pictures my husband took later in the day, this one was definitely the least embarrassing:

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Okay, my face on this last one is the worst.  So anyway…..

Yep, blonde and magenta hair.  My friend and hairdresser told me that since it’s a totally new look, I needed to get off my bum and finally start my blog.  The blog, my husband reminds me, I’ve been planning to write for like 5 years now.  For some reason, people think my projects and antics are worth reading about.  I feel like anyone is capable of doing what I’m doing, maybe it’s just that I seem to jump in head first without checking to see if there is water at the bottom of the pool (fictitiously).  I’m always trying new things – whether it be sewing, crocheting, painting, cooking and recently furniture salvaging.  I’m not especially successful in all my endeavors, but man are they fun and exciting.

A little disclaimer about me:  I am bipolar (yes, officially diagnosed years ago), fight a constant battle with depression and anxiety, so when I’m up, I’m up and when I’m down, I’m down.  But when I’m up, man, I get shit done!  Of course, the down part is not pretty, but I’m doing the best that I can.  The reason I’m telling you about this part of myself is that it seems to be something that people feel should stay hidden and in the shadows.  It’s an awful illness and it really is a battle just to get out of bed and get moving.  But I believe that when I have my stuff together, I can do amazing things and whether you battle mental illness or are just a little bit afraid of tackling new, big things, think of me and just dive in!  So, c’mon, hop on this roller coaster with me.  Bonsai!