Saturday was a "just do it" sort of day for me. Hubby had to take off in Daughter's car to diagnose it. Yeah...more car repairs. We just put a $170 part in the truck.
I have been going from utility room to closet, back and forth. It's due to the magic I am preforming. I'm downsizing, and moving as much crafting supplies as I can, to the utility room. The kids will have easier access and there is a small table to work on too.
Last night Hubby said, "Hey! There's a floor in there?" laughing of course. I had yarn everywhere.
Upon entering my closet,
I had a stack of clothing to try on, that was on some shelving. I tried on every single piece, donated my larger (woohoo!) clothing, passed some on to a daughter, and re-stacked and organized. No more digging around for the right apparel. Workout clothing in one stack, sweaters in one, jeans in another, and "date" or out-on-the-town clothing in another. Oh, and yard work/garden clothing in another.
Then I spotted a sweater that was not mine. Ha!!! It was my 19 year-old's sweater. She asked me to do a sewing repair on it last winter. Oye. Ha. Oye. Ha. I stopped what I was doing, got a needle and thread. Boom! Done. Out of my closet.
Next? I came across cup coasters for my 17 year-old's hope chest. The ends were not sewn in. Boom! I did that too. And she is storing them in her own room now.
I found two crocheted washcloths. Again, ends not sewn in. Boom! Done. Those went straight to the bathroom.
The day continued to go that way, until it was time to call it a night. And even then it was not "quitting time" for me. While cleaning, I found a box of yarn my cousin sent me. It contained scrap yarn balls from my Aunt who passed away a few years ago. Most of the yarn will be added to the blanket I am currently crocheting. The other items were sorted and placed in their proper homes.
There is one tote that is sitting on the floor just waiting for me to make a decision on.
More on that later.
You may find this one amusing. Stay tuned.
I have been going from utility room to closet, back and forth. It's due to the magic I am preforming. I'm downsizing, and moving as much crafting supplies as I can, to the utility room. The kids will have easier access and there is a small table to work on too.
Last night Hubby said, "Hey! There's a floor in there?" laughing of course. I had yarn everywhere.
Upon entering my closet,
I had a stack of clothing to try on, that was on some shelving. I tried on every single piece, donated my larger (woohoo!) clothing, passed some on to a daughter, and re-stacked and organized. No more digging around for the right apparel. Workout clothing in one stack, sweaters in one, jeans in another, and "date" or out-on-the-town clothing in another. Oh, and yard work/garden clothing in another.
Then I spotted a sweater that was not mine. Ha!!! It was my 19 year-old's sweater. She asked me to do a sewing repair on it last winter. Oye. Ha. Oye. Ha. I stopped what I was doing, got a needle and thread. Boom! Done. Out of my closet.
Next? I came across cup coasters for my 17 year-old's hope chest. The ends were not sewn in. Boom! I did that too. And she is storing them in her own room now.
I found two crocheted washcloths. Again, ends not sewn in. Boom! Done. Those went straight to the bathroom.
The day continued to go that way, until it was time to call it a night. And even then it was not "quitting time" for me. While cleaning, I found a box of yarn my cousin sent me. It contained scrap yarn balls from my Aunt who passed away a few years ago. Most of the yarn will be added to the blanket I am currently crocheting. The other items were sorted and placed in their proper homes.
There is one tote that is sitting on the floor just waiting for me to make a decision on.
More on that later.
You may find this one amusing. Stay tuned.
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