I guess y’all have noticed for a while now that, I’ve been posting sporadically. I’ve mentioned why before, so I won’t go into the gritty details again, but I do plan on getting back to posting more often. I honestly I haven’t really had the energy to do more than comment here and there. I’ve been mostly watching videos and knitting and/or crocheting (again). Working with yarn is a relaxing hobby and I am dedicated to busting through my stash because it’s been bothering me that I have so much yarn sitting around doing nothing. It’s not in my nature to have things in my house that have no purpose other than I might need them later, and some of this yarn has been here for years. It’s getting to me. In other words, I want this stuff gone. So I’ll either use everything in the stash for something useful, or it’ll get tossed one way or another. I’m determined to bust through what I have in as little time as possible. I’ve made it my “job”. So that’s what I’ve spent most of my days doing this past month or so. Of course, I kill dragons at night. Let’s not get crazy here. 😉
So far, I’ve made three shawls — two crocheted and one knitted — and a blanket — pictured here. Right now, I’m working on a fourth shawl, which is going to take some time because I’m going through the bin of crochet thread (the small stuff). I’ve been lucky enough to find people to match the shawls thus far, but I’m beginning to think I may have more finished items than I know what to do with by the end of this project. I mean, I have a lot of yarn to work through, and I whole bin of unfinished projects to either frog or finish. I call that box my “box of shame”. Not everything will become a shawl or blanket, that’s just what I feel the inclination to make right now. But yeah, there will be a lot of finished products by the time I’m done and I dunno what I’ll do with them all. I haven’t planned that far ahead… But that’s okay too. I can always donate shawls and blankets. Or try and sell them, but I figure donating them or gifting them is a good way to go. But even if I have a bin of shawls lying around, at least I won’t have… unused stuff lying about. Because that is really and truly getting on my last nerve.
After the yarn is gone, I’ll have to turn my attention to the myriad lengths of fabric that’re also sitting in my craft room. Yeah yeah, I might need them for a project some day, or they might sit there until they fall apart. Who knows? I don’t want to wait and find out. I don’t even know how I ended up with so much fabric. Some were projects that didn’t work out, and some are remnants, but others are, “Where did this come from?” Like yards and yards of stuff I have no memory of buying. Good fabric too. Ah well, I’ll find a use for it. I probably bought it when I had the idea to make a crazy quilt (though why I’d buy yards of anything for a crazy quilt… I dunno…)
Anyway, I found I’m not any better at piecing together small bits of fabric than I am at piecing together squares of crocheted/knitted yarn. In other words, I pretty much suck at it. I’m a pretty good hand at making things like skirts, shirts, dresses, &c…, but anything small and complicated like a quilt that has to lie flat? Not gonna happen. Too many corners and I have too little patience to learn it properly. I did make those bags in the pictures a long time back. I still have a couple of them. They’re not quilted, but pieced together from old t-shirts and sewn onto those flimsy Wally World bags that Wal*Mart used to sell for a dollar. I must have made those five years ago, and all but one (I made four) have held up pretty well. In one of them, the blue bag inside fell apart. I might make something like those again. I still have a ton of cut up t shirts form that project. See? Stuff. Sitting around. grrrr.
It’s just not in my nature to keep things. It bothers me. When we cleaned out that room the other day, I put half of my crafting supplies in donation bins and a quarter of it in the trash/recycle (no one will want it, I guarantee). And I still have a good five bins of yarn and three bins of fabric. It’ll all fit into a closet, but it’s still making me twitch. Remember, dear reader, five years ago, everything I owned could fit into the back of my car. And I mean everything. I lived a nomadic life for most of my adult life. I’m not used to having superfluous things hanging about. I’m used to living in spaces where everything has a purpose, and I would purge my stuff at least twice a year. If I didn’t use it in six months, it got given away, donated, or tossed. It’s just the way I’m wired. These past five years have seen a tremendous change in the way I live my life. Not only health-wise, but lifestyle wise too. I mean, I’ve gotten married, adopted pets, bought and sold a house, bought another house — with land! And generally made plans to settle down in one spot. It’s a lot to adjust to. Add all of the health issues on top of that, and… I dunno. Some things I guess I’ll never get used to. And I think one of those things is having stuff lying around waiting to be used. It will always bother me. Always.
Will that stop me from buying more stuff? Ha! Not a chance. Because while I don’t like having stuff around, I still like making things and in order to make things one must buy the materials to make them. So yeah, it’s a vicious cycle.
Just for fun, here’s a picture of what happens when I set my shawl down for a second or two. It gets confiscated by the little dog.