A few years ago we were grateful recipients of donations of sewing supplies from a community member who was downsizing. Recently she moved into an assisted living center. She's given us scads of things again.
I had a phone call for help today as her support team members worked to empty out the last loads which were moved into a garage. Since I didn't leave home AT ALL yesterday, I was glad I was up and showered and could head out.
So. I will tell you no tales. Our donor was not extreme. She just had a lot of stuff because, over the years, she DID a lot of stuff.
Still, it makes me ready to head back home to do some work with my stuff.
One day of knitting away from finishing the soft black wrap. That's yarn from the stash. I have gloves to get cracking on for my nephew. Have a sale skein of some solid sock yarn wound up. Did I mention that once I was done with some big projects I might knit again? Started this one for portable and easily repetitive knitting, an inexpensive gift for a recent grad.
Startitis, of a sort. Stashitis. Not shopping. I think I might be in the mood for holding Santa's Workshop again. Still, it will be on my terms. This holiday season I'm not shopping much and I'm not traveling much. I need my impulses to focus at home.
Time for some stuff-reduction.
2 comments:
with you, friend. Moving stuff 1000 miles across country is enough to tell you alot about yourself. And your stuff!
Lovely knitties on those needles, btw.
Oh yeah. After our move this summer, I finally could no longer deny the insanity that is my yarn and fabric stash. And accompanying go-withs, notions, tools, etc. I should be sewing right now!
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