So, this is how it started. I boxed up my scrap room. A mess, for sure, but I've seen worse. The plan was to
have my mom over last weekend to help assemble my new lovely pink scrap desk and my new jetmax cubes. It happened that way. It sure enough did. It hasn't progressed much further, but more on that in a minute.
So, the jetmax cubes are assembled and in place. The new computer desk sits there in all of its pink deliciousness. Did I mention that pink is the best color in the whole wide world? Ok, moving on. Now the time has come to unpack everything and figure out where it's all going. I've made progress. I really have. I've got about 3/4 of the room unpacked and organized into neatness. And then there's this corner. This corner is going to be the death of me. It's where I sit to scrap and I just can't make up my mind how to set it up. I've hit the wall, people. This mess may be here for a bit, or it may just self destruct one of these days. I mean, I've got motivation in the form of challenges to meet and new goodies to use. Somehow, though, I just can't seem to get it together. I decided to blog about it, in hopes that seeing these nasty pics would be the kick in the butt I need to finish up. But, I guess not. I mean, after all, I'm sitting in the same darned room as this mess and that hasn't helped yet. Sheesh.