Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Growing up as an only child with a father that loved to fish, I remember spending a lot of time with my Dad in the fishing aisle at the local K-Mart. While most of what I would see there held no interest to me, what child cannot resist the allure of The Tackle Box.
All of those glorious secret compartments to hold Lego parts, Barbie shoes, a stamp or coin collection, sea shells and rocks collected on a trip to the Jersey Shore...
I've had this box for a very long time- I think I bought it sometime around 1992.
Through the years, it's held a lot of different things. Ironically, the first thing I used it for was to hold art supplies, but that didn't really hold my interest at the time and they gave way to storing piles of embroidery thread that I used to weave a multitude of friendship bracelets.
The thread gave way to jewelry making supplies, and then it sat empty for a few years until I recently saw it sitting at the top of my closet. I realized it was once again time to put art supplies in it because they were starting to take over the house.
I'm the kind of person that likes to have everything I like to use in plain sight and within easy reach at all times for when inspiration strikes me, but with our tiny house, that's just not possible. And so once again, I've filled this box and it lives under the sofa, ready to be pulled out at a moments notice.