I hate mess

I absolutely cannot stand mess. Yes, some mess is acceptable, like finger painting and or when my 20 month old pours out an entire box of cereal because he is helping make breakfast... Okay, so kid-mess is great, I love kid-mess. But this mess....

This is just bad... This has been a catchall closet for everything that doesn't have a home, or hasn't yet found one. This closet is in the hallway between our master bedroom and the playroom, and it will soon be my new craft closet.

I have always dreamed of having my own craft closet. I am crazy, I know. When I was a kid, my mom had a little craft closet and it had a bunch of deep shelves that were CRAMMED full of every crafty thing you could imagine. It was an absolute mess, but my mom knew where everything was (I inherited that talent.). There were many rolls of wrapping paper jammed from the top shelf to the ceiling and there were buckets of googlie eyes and pipe cleaners, every color construction paper, and crayons, markers and stamps galore. I could go on and on. I swear I thought that closet was magic when I was a kid. Everything for any craft you could think of was in there.

I am uber excited about my craft closet.

I dream of a closet with a workspace and lots of little bins and jars for craft pieces.

I cannot wait to begin...