Thanksgiving is officially held at my house now. Because of Dear Hubby's illness, travel is too difficult. Being away from home and his own bed is too much. While we aren't having a large group this year, we are still having 2 grandmas, future daughter in law, and all four of my kids here.
Phone calls were made, invitations issued, and confirmations received. I was excited. I sat basking in the warm glow of Thanksgivings past. Family, comfort foods, fun times.....ah, I LOVE THANKSGIVING. Then, late last week, reality hits. I'm not worried about the meal. Grandma is in charge, I'm just an assistant.
No.....what strikes terror in my heart???? The thought of all my quilting stuff sitting out where everyone can see it. I mean, it's relatively organized....relatively. Not really. I just don't have room here at mom's for all my quilting stuff. When we moved here 1 1/2 years ago to help her out, we thought it would be short term, so I wasn't concerned about all my sewing stuff. But, as I've sewn, I've pulled things out....and stacked them up.....and yeah, it's a mess.
So this past weekend, I started clearing off the sewing table. (My sewing room was once a breakfast room.... yeah, right in the big middle of everything.) Here is a pic of the containers that are out of the sewing room and are now on the way to the storage place for a one week stay!
Then it's all coming right back....I NEED every last piece of fabric.
The brown box on the bottom has current projects in it. And, some stuff from the top of the sewing table. Like magazines, papers printed off the internet, a few books, some scissors, pieces of fabric, etc. The green containers have strings in them. The brown paper bag and plastic bag are scraps that are awaiting delivery to a quilty friend here in town. (I've had them here waiting for about 4 months....we don't see each other often.) The clear rubber maid box are just scraps waiting for inspiration or to be cut into strips. And, the white baskets are strips....lights and darks from 1 1/2 inch to 4 inch and some squares, etc. These are my scraps...not what I call stash.
They are organized, I just don't have any place to put them. They have been stacked under the sewing table, behind the cutting table, under the cutting table, beside the cutting table, etc. right where I can get to them. But they aren't attractive. It looks horribly messy and just had to go.
So, true confessions....I'm hiding stuff in the storage building until after Thanksgiving and I suppose I'll have to do it again for Christmas. It's not easy downsizing. Cause I'm certainly NOT downsizing my fabric!!!!
True confessions.....what are you hiding for Thanksgiving????? LOL
Happy Quilting, stuffing, stashing, and hiding!!!!!!
Fall is my favorite time of year. When the weather turns cooler I get out my sweaters and socks, bundle up under a quilt (that I am handquilting) and eat some candy corn!
October 9, 2008 8:52 PM