I used to work from home, like really work. Many hours.
I still work from home, but now it’s just sneeking in a few hours here and there during nap time and after bedtime.
My office, has turned into a closet. Michael has renamed it “Momma’s Cloffice”. It’s a closet! No, it’s an office! It’s the Cloffice!
The place where awesome junk goes to fester and multiply.
But woah oh oh oh, things are a changin’. I’m taking back control.
I attempted a yard sale this past weekend, but the rain twarted my efforts and I sold close to nothing (which made me super stabby). Now, all the junk (aka, stuff my cloffice threw up into my yardsale) is sitting in the garage. I’m slowly listing the big stuff on Craigslist – but that’s work and I’m lazy.
See anything you like? Let me know, and it’s yours. Oh, and PK wants you to know that the purple bike with handlebar streamers is not for sale.
Anyway, I digress, back to the point. I’m getting rid of stuff I don’t LOVE. If I don’t really LOVE it, it’s outta here. I’ve decided that I’d rather go without than be surrounded by mediocrity. I am not mediocre.
I live in this house, I work in this house, and I’m here all.the.freakin’.time. I want to go into every room and have it make me smile. Don’t get me wrong, this is not a quick fix by any means. I don’t have alot of money, and I have eclectic taste. I can’t/don’t want to waltz into the nearest Potty Barn and take one of everything. Not my style.
So after the garage sale this past Saturday, I took what money I did make and brought it down to the INDIEana Handicraft Exchange (which is like shopping at a real, live, Etsy). My purchase? A print from Rar Rar Press.
I’m not sure where it’s going to go yet in my house, but it will find a place. I’m thinking maybe my newly cleaned out Cloffice. I love it.