Tuesday morning and it’s time to take on my closet.  A couple of weeks ago,  I organized all my yarn.  It’s been a nice feeling to see it all put away neatly.  I also have about 4 plastic drawer bin things that are full of craft projects from the past.  I have dabbled in many things over the years.  (Dabble – there’s a word I don’t use often.)  Counted cross-stitch, embroidery, quilting, and there are probably some things that I have forgotten.  I need to get David in there too I guess.  He does not ask questions first.  He is fearless about getting rid of stuff.  I am not a total packrat, but it’s not as easy for me.

Maybe I should set some guidelines before I start.  How about if I have not looked at it in over a year then I should get rid of it?  But that is going to force me to get rid of almost all of it.  So maybe I should keep projects near completion or that could realistically be completed in a week or so?  Well, maybe I shouldn’t make any strict rules.  I think a flexible approach will work best for me.  (David is rolling his eyes already.)

I took a break from socks last night and worked on my Perseverance Shawl.  It was nice to just knit in a long row although I was kind of wanting to start my second Boyfriend sock.  I have about 16 rows left and my shawl will be done.  I’d take a photo of it, but it’s all bunched up on my needles now and would just look like a big blob.

Davey is happily playing in his room at the moment, but he took a big tumble in the hall awhile ago.  He has been analyzing it ever since:  “Mommy, I was running too fast, and I falled.  I shouldn’t run so fast!”  And then, “Mommy, I was not paying attention.”  And finally,  “Mommy you should move that rug so that I won’t trip!”

I can’t have a “photoless” blog post, so here’s a silly one of Davey from the other day.