I have finally reached a point where I feel like my craft room revamp is done. Well, maybe not done…there will probably always be something else I want to do in here…but I DO feel as though it’s looking pretty good.
When I first started to fix things up in here, it was mainly from a feeling of necessity. I say “feeling” because, really, who needs a craft room? In fact, before I moved to this house a few years ago, I was running my little ornament business out of my bedroom. So believe me, just having a separate room to engage in all my crafty adventures has been a wonderful gift. Even if the room IS only 10 x 10. And windowless.
However, over the last couple of years, my increase in production has created the need for a lot more supplies and space than when I first began. And since I couldn’t figure out a way to make the room bigger, there was a definite need for some better organization. And that was the initial plan…to just re-organize everything. I never intended for it to become the huge project that it did.
Now, this, was once a workspace:
I don’t know how it got this bad.
Yes I do. Because at some point I started running out of places to put things, so those things ended up wherever there was even the slightest hint of open space. And this process just built up on itself until it had turned into a bona fide, 100% total disaster area. It got to a point where I was afraid to walk in. And just as afraid to walk out. For fear that I would be lassoed by a piece of ribbon and pulled back in, never to be heard from again.
Things that went into this room never made it back out. Like this old Budweiser glass…
There’s no more room in the Budweiser glass? There’s always my trusty red plastic cup. Which wasn’t really so trusty, because it would fall over every time I disrupted its delicate balance by adding or removing whatever I needed from it.
I do really like this desk/armoire thing. It’s really nice. The problem is, it took up half the room. Literally. It just didn’t work in here.
And it is so tall that I would put things up on top, and then forget they were up there. Which is what must have happened with these Twizzlers that I didn’t even realize were up there until I saw them in this picture:
Under my once-upon-a-time-I-was-a-worktable, I found this poor, forgotten creature: a bead board, circa 1582. Yep, they made bead boards way back then. They made this one, at least.
Here’s some stuff that never even found a way out of the bags:
And if it did make it out of the bag, it looked like this…it was hard to remember what I even had…which is probably how I’ve ended up with such an insane amount of floral stuff.
This was my shipping department:
And this is my cat, who didn’t bother lifting a paw to help during any of this.
So, finally, last January, I got so tired of this atrocity of a room, I just started taking everything out and loading it into my bedroom. My poor bedroom. This is just a small section of what it looked like for months. I had to do a flying leap just to get into my bed at night.
I hadn’t intended to paint, but once the room was empty, it was really hard to keep ignoring the ugly color on the walls. I said to myself, “Self, you really should make this room a little prettier since you spend half your life in it.” (I really did say those words to myself. That’s what happens when you spend half your life in a craft room.)
A New Hope…
The number one priority was to have actual clear work space again. Ginormous computer armoire monstrosity needed to go. Getting that thing out of the room proved to be a little easier said than done, but luckily I only got it stuck in the doorway once. And as it turned out, it wasn’t really that hard to scale when I needed to escape from the room and get a beer to help me stop panicking and figure out how to get it unstuck.
(Too bad there are no photos of that.)
I bought cheap Ikea tabletops to go around 3 walls of the room, to replace the desk. This is how I figured things out:
Now I had lots of table space, so next up was figuring out how to store all my stuff so that it didn’t take over the room again.
I hung 3 of them on the wall. I got white pegboards, and spray painted the hangers white so they would look prettier.
I got so excited with the spray paint that I decided to spray paint all my ugly black office organizers:
And then I got REALLY carried away, and spray painted a file cabinet that I got on clearance for $15:
I put some shelves on the wall, and recycled a bunch of tin cans into storage for some of my craft supplies.
I made curtains to go around the bottoms of the tables, and hid my old rubbermaid drawers behind them for more storage. After making the curtains, I just used strips of velcro to attach them under the tabletops.
And then, my very favorite part of the room…I made a magnet board for all of my beads. I bought some cheap tin cans with clear lids, and glued magnets to the back. Then I bought a piece of sheet aluminum at Lowes, but it was ugly, so I decoupaged it with a face that I will never get sick of looking at. (sigh..)
An over the door shelf in the tiny closet is now holding all my paint and tons of other stuff…
…and that way, I could store all my shipping supplies and photography props inside the closet:
Here it is, all put together…the work space side:
The office/shipping/photography side:
Wait just one minute…what is that?
Don’t be distracted by this utterly blatant advertising, folks. Which isn’t as blatant as I would like it to be in this picture and so I am pointing it out to make sure you see it. (Sheesh, that is just unbelievable.)
The fabric storage side:
You might be thinking, “That is a ridiculous amount of fabric/ribbon/flowers/other craft supplies, Staci.” Yes. If that is even possible. But now it is a well-organized and easily accessible ridiculous amount of fabric/ribbon/flowers/other craft supplies.
Eight months of craft room renovation later, and this one is still doing absolutely nothing…