Did I tell you we live in a small house? Just in case I didn't, let me say: we live in a very small house. Which often feels cluttered, because there just doesn't seem to the proper place to store each and every one of the belongings of the five people who live here.
Today I got out a few of my craft supply jars, some of which I've had great fun engraving (here), and started a project on the living room floor, since the table was already occupied by schoolwork. But the floor just isn't the right place to work when you're sharing it with a cat, two kids recovering from a stomach bug, and the wet laundry from said stomach bug drying on the rack. So I packed up all the jars, and decided finally to find a permanent place for them.
Over the years, in our attempt to solve (or at least improve) our space problems, we've expanded vertically, putting up shelves on every wall that we swiftly piled to the ceiling with books. Today I started a new phase of our vertical expansion: from this angle, I noticed that there was quite a lot of shelf space available under the shelf, and suddenly I remembered a little trick I'd seen at a friend's house years ago. So we set to work: getting sick children involved in a project can sometimes bring about miraculous cures, especially when the project involves hammers, nails, and some vigorous banging.
There's still more space under this shelf, and loads of other shelves in our house. So as soon as I get a few new empty jars I'll be creating more UnderSpace for my crafting bits and pieces!
