Satisfy Yourself With Organizing

Now, if we can't make it work, there's plenty more times to try again.

I said that a lot of times when I want to clean and organize but so exhausted. Especially because of the warm weather. I realize helping self is a way to unlock that boredom cleaning despite the mess still putting it off. I am glad I made this to work now.

It is not getting out of hand but more like if I gauge it with previous messes? This doesn't top the other times I clean up my mess at all. This time it is medium upkeep.

I did little cleaning here and there. But days are warm that it is like an oven in my room. I couldn't even concentrate to clean because of this weather temperature. I lay in bed the air is messed up again from the machine outside. Something, or... there is a loose part and you have to constantly ADJUST like blowing a dice for luck for it to tighten and work. Nobody will fix it for good. At least as much I comprehend it is not accessible because in my theory the machine needs to be hauled from the outside balcony to inside then out the front door and put on a new air condition machine. Us being here in occupancy well, nope. Not today or the duration of this warm living oven.

So, that is one of the few reasons why I have been postponing this clean up and organizing. But to think about it, it is more likely the only reason. All other feelings, theory, recollection of things on why I couldn't do the organizing stems from the temperature in my craft room. Woah, that is much realistic to put it that way! We do make excuses from time to time. But now it is the truth.

A Little Studio, A Big World Inside

My small studio doubles as a craft room I never imagined I'd have-the heart of designing, brainstorming, and experimenting with stationery prototypes.

I recently had a vlog snippet of how I made my multi-page zines. I had a hiccup on the printing process since my old Eco-tank Epson printer updated its firmware to the latest version and just as I was printing my pages in sequences. Oh, trouble. It defaulted the settings to its updated settings. I did not even noticed.

Long story short it was a mess.

“They say big things come in small packages—well, mine comes with washi tape, sticker scraps, and a side of glitter.”

This craft space houses my sticker-making station, entertainment hub, and tutorial filming corner. Basically, where the majority of my vlog and blog content begins.

It is also my introvert's haven: a place to rest, recharge, and hide from the world, tucked within my parents' house.

The Responsible Mess of Creativity

Creativity means mess, but I've made peace with being responsible and accountable for it-catching clutter as soon as I can before it spirals.

Cleaning is part of my process: disinfecting surfaces, clearing scraps, tossing what doesn't serve me, and rearranging cubbies until everything feels fresh.

This time I throw away stuff from the desk that doesn't need a purpose anymore and also clear clutter on the floor. And vacuuming the carpet as needed before I can tackle the big task indefinitely.

I love upcycling materials especially from cracker boxes. This is because they are the covers for my pamphlet stitch binding vintage handmade journals. See?

The upcycled cracker box turned vintage handmade journal cover.

I love upcycled materials and designated bins-they give chaos a home, while clear stackable containers and a Flokati rug make it aesthetic, chill ambience, and purposeful.

Dreaming Beyond the Space I Have

I long for a casita in the backyard of my parent's one-acre property, where I could create slowly and freely without pressure.

Memories of childhood fruit trees remind me how deeply a space of my own shapes my joy-whether it's fruit from the tree and climbing to get the ripe ones on the top and munching on it climbing down respectfully organic in the Philippines or planting new trees and cultivate to grow here in our small lot of land in the States while tending to it helping for growth.

That would be me, mom, and pa and bro.

I know I will get to see the benefits of it for consumption in turn nutrient content. But as well as the cycle of the oxygen in nature where humans, plants, and animals thrive to survive. A blessing to not take for granted. It doesn't go on strike. It is free and the environment benefits and all those who are surrounded with this is pure joy.

For now, I thrive in this small but meaningful room. Someday I will miss this start of small beginnings. But will not forget it.

I would be in gratitude to the one who made this happen among other things I prayed for to happen and cheering me on when nobody isn't. And His support is well documented in my thoughts and guiding me to success with his blessings.

I will remind myself that routine and organization bring peace even in limited space.

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“Cleaning serves all parties in the household—it’s like diplomacy with disinfectant. Nobody notices until they step in your quarters, breathe easier, and silently think, thank you.”