Once upon a time there was a young woman (hey I still get carded), who lived in a house that was large enough to have her own craft room, it was slightly messy (😂) and a little chaotic, but the woman knew where everything was and could find it within five minutes. Alas, it was time to move and the woman packed up her craft room and then moved to a slightly smaller house. The house was lovely but there was no room for a craft room and so while 90% of her craft room went to live in the garage, the other 10% was stretched out between the laundry room, basement, bed room (her entire closet is full of yarn…no joke), dining room, and living room.
She could spend days searching for items and never find them….items like measuring tapes, she needed one but every.single.one was missing.
While the woman knew she could easily go to the store a buy a new one, the thought of driving almost an hour to get a gosh darn measuring tape got under her skin.
That woman was me (surprise), did I go to the store and buy a new measuring tape?! Nope, I actually have a plastic lip edge ruler (yeah I looked it up), and used a piece of yarn to help figure out what I was trying to measure…I’m sure some day when I need to go into town (Saturday, dance registration), I will get another (5 more) measuring tape(s).
One day I will have another craft room, not sure when. Sadly the last house we looked at (like many others) was a bust, over 100 acres of land but you could stick a knife up through the beams holding up the basement 😳. That wasn’t caught on the first walk through.
Have a nice day folks!!