Today was scrap day at Fortress.
A couple of first-timers came - Erica's sister, and another new Mom who wasn't interested in scrapping. Says she doesn't like taking pics. She has three beautiful daughters. We'll keep working on her!
Cara, Kristi and I completely overhauled and reorganized the ScrapCloset, which any ONE of you would be scared to open. That nasty dark closet is also home to the sewer pipes, lots and lots of Rat Poison (only one reason you need rat poison, people), and roaches the size of VW Beetles. How sad that it's also where our scrapbook supplies live.
Everytime we have a crop at Fortress, we haul all the boxes and totes out of the closet and carry them down a hall, through the main room, up a ramp, and into the back room where our tables are set up. It's quite a chore.
Today, while we pulled boxes out of TheCloset, we started dreaming of a new space. The thing is, there *IS* no extra space at Fortress. It's an old, charming-yet-decrepit building, with every nook and cranny being put to use. TheCloset was the only space available when I moved the scrapbooking ministry from my home to the Fortress building.
But Fortress Youth Development Center Exec. Director gave us permission to convert the area beneath the stairs, which is currently bright and open and housing a Coke machine, to a scrapbook closet. We get to custom design our new space. I have SO many dreams. Of course, we also have to come up with the funds ourselves, so it won't be happening overnight.
I'm so excited, though. SO excited! Imagine a space that's clean, bright, OPEN, and easily accessible. All we'd have to do is open the doors and there it'd be. No unpacking, hauling, stacking, cramming, cringing, shrieking, praying that a rat's not in residence EVER AGAIN!
Oh, the joys of inner city ministry. I wouldn't give it up for anything, but I sure am looking forward to doing it out of a new closet. :)