I don’t know if you’ve heard, but it’s been really cold here, where here is pretty much everywhere.
My kids have been home more days than they have been at school, and getting outside on a regular basis has been next to impossible.
OK, it hasn’t been impossible, but it has been ridiculously easy to let the bitter, dangerous cold be my excuse for staying inside.
Staying inside is not good for my mental health and well being.
In an effort to avoid turning my home into a depression cave, I’ve turned to crafting.
I’ve actually been following through on some of those Pinterest ideas.
I’ve become slightly obsessed with turning my bedroom into something more closely resembling a romantic oasis. To that end, I had Jared make me a dividing wall out of palettes for my birthday in order to separate the bedroom area from the crafting and storing area.
- Revamped a lamp, including painting the glass and making a new lampshade.
- Made new wall art.
- Framed and hung art on my palette wall.
- Made decorative pillows for the bed – with fringe!
- Painted and distressed my nightstand.
- Bought new sheets.
I’m trying to get creative within the limitations of renting and sticking with our monthly budget (which doesn’t have a line item for decorating or crafting.)
The Pittsburgh Center for Creative Reuse has become my favorite place to drive to when I do muster the courage to venture outside.
Now that I’ve pretty much finished up projects for the bedroom, I’ve moved on to the “things to make someday” Pinterest board.
I turned a too-short sweater into a cardigan yesterday.
It was a much better use of my time than Netflix or napping. (OK, I napped, too.)
My husband always laughs at me when he sees me bent over the sewing machine or splattered in paint.
“It’s so cute when you get all crafty,” he says.
I don’t begrudge him his condescension, because pretty much everything I make ends up looking homemade when it’s finished, and I would never identify myself as a crafty person. But having projects to accomplish, new skills to learn, and creative muscles to work is helping me survive the long winter.
Making stuff, I’ve found, is a fantastic tool for battling depression – seasonal or otherwise.
What are you making right now?