creative space

Here’s a peek at my new room.

The Husband is finishing up the floor for me, and then I will paint, add trim, and lock myself in.

Since we moved in to this house, I have been dreaming of having a creative space where I can do whatever I want. Someplace quiet and inspiring. Someplace away. My room hasn’t been a priority, since we have had other critical house things to fix. But now that all the crazy is calming down, I finally get to carve out some space for myself to go unwind.

I love that this room is a blank canvas. But I’m also a little intimidated. I need to figure out what color to paint it, and what kind of gear I need to make it functional. Right now, I’m leaning toward a HUGE, counter height work table in the center of the room, and some open shelving to display materials. Fabric, yarn, beads. Crap like that. What couldn’t hurt, is a new Mac Mini, a giant cinema display, and a DSLR. Oh, and one of those fakey sun ray lamps, it is a basement after all.

A girl can wish, right?

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