The Pinky Promise I Might Not Keep (and That’s Okay)

There I was, standing in the middle of my craft room with a Melon Mambo ink pad in one hand and a very questionable floor situation beneath me. The kind of mess where you’re not totally sure if that’s cardstock or last week’s grocery receipt under your foot.

So I did what any self-respecting crafter would do.

I raised my pinky. Smirked. And made a very non-binding vow to myself…

“I pinky promise I won’t open another ink pad until I tidy up the craft room.” Wink. Wink.

Spoiler alert: I opened it. And it was glorious.

Because let’s be real — some days the creative spark wins over the vacuum. And that’s okay.

This space may be chaos, but it’s also comfort. A reflection of ideas in progress, happy mail in motion, and the reality of being a one-woman creative whirlwind.

So if you’ve got a space that’s more “loved” than labeled and a project calling your name? Go for it. You’re not alone. The tidy-up can wait. The inspiration can’t.

Now… if you see my fairy godmother, send her my way. She’s clearly off the clock.