She-Shed...Yes Please!

Organizing is supposed to make things better right? So why do I feel so overwhelmed? Over the weekend I purchased a shoe organizer--if one more shoe made it's way in front of our door I was going to scream. Sometimes just getting out of my house felt harder than trying to bust out of  Alcatraz. I'm usually the type of person that NEED order in my life, so I'm not really sure whether to be proud or concerned that I let the situation slide for so long. Nonetheless, the problem is fixed now, but it's only opened the door for, dun, dun, dun... more issues. I feel confined! I've been working hard to ensure that everything has a place, things are where they should be and easily accessible, etc., etc., etc.; however,  now I feel that there is no space for me to create (aka be messy). I use to do all of my arts & crafts in my "sun-room", but now that its been turned into my "romantic writing room" doing anything that could possibly get a little out of control is a definite no-no. No biggie right?  I decided to move on to the dinning room--our dinning room table was the perfect place to experiment. But after doing my first tablescape the hubby asked me to leave it set, taking away yet another area for me to create. Whomp, whomp, whomp.

Here's a pic of the set up that got me booted out. Never mind the missing plates, we were about to get down to business! :-)

 

The only space that I have left now is our third floor--which is slowly but surely being turned into a closet *sigh*. What's a girl to do? I love to plug in my hot glue gun and let loose, spray painting excites me, and making a mess is all a part of the process...
In my quest to become more organized I've lost my freedom. I guess it's true that artist thrive best in chaos (controlled of course). Now even the smallest projects require me to go out into the garage, weather permitting...and that sucks.

Not one to be confined to my current circumstances, I started researching some reasonable ways to add a little square footage to my life. I came across garden sheds--the woman's answer to the man cave. Yes, I realize that I already have a room to call my own, but I truly do need this. If I don't spray paint something soon I just might lose my mind. There are so many styles of sheds, the possibilities are endless-- if my hubby gets up off his butt. Usually, if he sees me doing something it will prompt him to come help...let's hope that happens. I'm thinking about just going to buy the wood and standing around looking like a damsel in distress. That's all I've got. That's my plan. *wink*

Blueprints for sheds are accessible right from Pinterest. Just in case you have no idea what I'm talking about here's some eye-candy:

 

Love the storage space options <3

 

I can already imagine my colorful/artsy work studio :-)

 

How awesome is this?! If you tell me that you don't want it that's a lie (Tupac mode)

 

I'm so praying this becomes a reality for me soon. I'd want to make one for our bambino first though. I can just imagine his squeals of happiness as he spends hours on end in his very own space! He could also learn a thing or two while tending to his "house." Everything is a learning experience right (building my argument)?

 

 

Yes, this is the mini-me version...

 

Kids are living so good these days!

 

My husband is quick to remind me that our yard isn't that big, and I am quick to remind him that it isn't that small either. WHERE THERE IS A WILL THERE IS A WAY! And I am without a doubt sold on the idea of a shed...currently stacking my coins now. What about you? 'Yes Please' or 'Pass' on the shed?