This disaster area is my craft table. (blurry picture brought to you by: me. standing on a wobbly chair. singeing my hair on the light bulb.) Also known as project central. It's a nice little setup; I have a TV off to the left and all of my supplies are within reach.
But now, it is my stress center. My constant reminder of unfinished invitations, baby shower planning, bridesmaid projects, good personal hygiene, etc.
You can almost smell the foul stench of misery. But I exaggerate.