This is such a cute poem and probably almost all crafters identify with the author’s dilemma. It is amazing how quickly this hobby takes over our lives. I started out from the corner of my bedroom with a couple of shoe boxes for containers and just a handfull of craft supplies. It was much later that I took to rubberstamping. Especially since we had almost no store that stocked rubberstamps ! Even today there are barely 2 scrapbook shops here.
Now I need an entire room to myself and that too is less so ofcourse there’s the shed in the garden, my extended craft storage room !! Well thats how it is … once your hooked. You have to have a pretty smart husband to keep track of your spending sprees. For there will be plenty ….
I started out with just one stamp, And when I bought some more
I decided that a shoe box Would make an ideal place to store.
Then as I added inks and pens My stamp collection grew
So I bought a roomy plastic crate, It would last for years, I knew.
Embossing then became my thing With powders and a heat gun,
Metallics, tinsels, pearls and clear, I soon had every one.
By now my lovely plastic crate Was spilling everywhere
And my glitter glue collection Lay scattered on a chair.
My Husband started muttering And said things had to stop,
So I bought a huge old wardrobe At the local charity shop.
But after a while I couldn’t shut the door
And I put shelves in the spare room To accommodate yet more.
Our house is now for sale, Something larger being sought,
By the way, did I show you The latest stamp I bought……..