Boxing Match

If you have been following my blog from the beginning--or if you have been around me for a nanosecond or two--it will come as no surprise to you that I am a clutter magnet. Wherever I go there is usually a collection of stuff that remains after I have left. I leave it there not because I am lazy. 

OK, maybe it's a little bit because I'm lazy.

But more than that it's because deep down inside I am convinced that if I leave something out on a counter or a table, it will remind me to do something with it later. That usually works out like this:

Oh, this wine cork would make a beautiful flower. I'll leave it here on the table and make that flower sometime this week. Then a year later I find the cork under a pile of other saved treasures and ask myself, I wonder why I kept this wine cork??

And it's not like I can help being a clutterer. It has been scientifically proven. Many, many years ago, I went into a job interview and I had to take this personality test. When it was over the test administrator went over the results with me and said, "I think you're like me. Your desk is probably pretty messy most of the time, but every now and then you just get this itch to clean everything up."

BINGO! 

Occasionally the urge hits me to get organized. (If Captain America tells you otherwise, do not believe him.) Recently I walked into my craft room and got that urge big time. So I bought myself a Workbox 3.0 from the Original Scrapbox.

It's not like you can just go out and get one of these things at the furniture store. (Please don't tell me I could have gone out and got one of these at a furniture store.) They are so popular, that you have to put down a deposit and then get in line for the actual delivery--which usually happens a couple of months later. Then you have to be there for the delivery because it comes in a collection of boxes so big, I had to park my car outside my garage for about a week. 

Once at my house Captain America and I had to carry it piece by piece up those stairs you see against the wall.

Then we had to put it together. That took a couple of evenings. Putting one part together...

and then others...

...and finally snapping all the pieces together.

So what's it look like now with all my stuff in it? Check it out...