I have a very good life. Our family has healthy and able bodies, food on our table, and a roof over our heads. Compared to large portions of the rest of the world, we live a luxurious life. We have suffered no major traumas and our day to day life is predictable and easy.
I share these things, not to brag or act like we live an Instagram worthy life all the time or even make you think I brush my hair on the daily. I tell you this so you know that I’m not a whiny little asshat when I tell you about what has been going on and why I’m feeling out of sorts. I swear, I am so very thankful for all we have. I just need to bitch a little.
We are in the middle of a home remodeling project that involves moving a bathroom and gutting the entire kitchen. As true DIYers, we are doing a lot of the early work ourselves. The Hubs did all the design and planning, we did demo together (which included plaster, lath, cellulose insulation, and a hornet nest), Hubs lay the subfloor, and he has done the framing. We were without any floor at all for 10 days and have been without a sink for weeks. The refrigerator is in the dining room, the dishwasher is not hooked up, and the stove is too gnarly to use. We have learned that Bubba is terrified to go upstairs alone, a discovery made the first time he had to pee after we removed the first floor bathroom.
Things here are stressful.
One unexpected side effect of this chaos (you know, other than the Bubba-pee thing) is that I am feeling very stifled in the crafting department. I truly believe that being creative and crafting are the outlets that keep me sane. This project has been occupying 99% of my creative brain, but the work we are doing doesn’t feel like an actual release for me. My brain feels like a cartoon assembly line gone awry, where ideas are piling up and spilling off the sides and the mess is getting larger and larger. I hate this feeling. I want to get back to normal life.
I have come to no profound realizations over the course of this project. It is still too soon. I have no words of wisdom to impart on you. I just needed to share where I am, why nothing new is getting made, and to vent a little.
One thing that has helped a bit during this mental backup. I sat down with Sis and made some new Patchery clothes. It wasn’t hard and it was mainly Sis picking out all the elements, but it still felt good. It felt creative. It felt like making. Thank you, The Patchery, for giving me an easy way to get my craft on! Remember to use the code NearlyCrafty15 to get 15% off your total order.