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.