You can choose to live your life with the joy of the front row or solemness of the third row. The choice is yours. That's me in the front row with my joy. Those are my coworkers in the third row. Every day is a struggle to keep them from killing my joy.
As I think my addiction to craft supplies stems from life with a box of 8 crayons as a child (except for grade easter and grade christmas, those glorious beautiful moments.) Life is about using the whole box of crayons