If you have arrived here from outer space and are wondering why I should want to show you a desk that is, to be perfectly honest, a total wreck, then you need to nip over to see the instigator of this wonderful Wednesday wander round desks - Julia over at Stamping Ground. She will make you very welcome and explain what it is all about.
In the meantime, yes, I do know my desk is in a dreadful state again. Trying to sort things out and craft at the same time quite obviously does not work too well, and can be quite depressing when you see what you have done. I decided that it was time to get back to more normal levels of crafting, which included the need for a card to fulfil part of this month's requirement for my DT on Craft A Scene, which for September is on the theme of Dawn to Dusk. This is why, the card I have done is hidden under the detritus of what I used to make it, as it cannot be shown on my blog until it appears on the challenge blog.
So, I am afraid, all I can show you today are the pictures I took in the sunshine on Tuesday afternoon, where you can see a few of the bits and pieces I used. There are several different Adirondack ink pads, a couple of Promarkers, some masks made from Post it Notes, crumpled copy paper, kitchen roll for polishing (so you can gather that I was working on Clarity Silk Card). There are also a couple of acrylic paints, but they were just left over from the previous project.
Hopefully, you can see the finished article fairly soon. Meanwhile, things have been pretty hectic this week. I have plucked up my courage and joined a gym, the kind of gym designed especially for ladies of all ages, but which is perfect for my age and size. Three times a week is the target for the moment, so that is something else to fit into an already manic life.
After the gym yesterday, I went to collect the caravan from storage and tried out the adaptation for taking the brake off and on, which is a lethal weapon - a long black metal pipe which fits over the top of the existing handle to give extra leverage, and it works a treat. I got home fine, then tried to persuade the caravan to let go of the car - a totally different story. Having completely blocked the entire road and got half the neighbours out to help, and the other half watching in complete disbelief, I admitted defeat and "phoned a friend". After sorting it out, we decided that the problem was mainly because I was at an odd angle between the car and the caravan and the pressure needed to be relieved by a tiny reverse. The motor mover then did its job without anyone touching the caravan, which is now back on the front.
When it was stuck in the middle of the road, I would have quite happily abandoned it to the nearest scrappy, but after a night's sleep, I am now back to my usual bolshy state of mind and determined to sort it out better. However, I have decided not to take it out this year, and wait till I have had time to sort out exactly what I need to take with me and what can stay at home in future. One more "room" to sort out and tidy. Oh boy, as if I didn't have enough sorting and tidying still to do.