Is there such a word?
Yesterday I spent most of the day cleaning off my sewing table. It was all clean, but then I stuck some stuff up there that I took from other places until they can be put away. And you can't even see my cutting table right now! All of the quilt tops that were on my sewing table awaiting a final border or a backing were moved there for the moment. I hope to have it all spic and span by the end of this week.
No, I'm not just moving mass like I usually do. I have filled up two large garbage bags and dumped those in the big can. I've emptied the little trash can in my sewing room at least fifteen times. Lordy, I have accumulated some stuff. The sewing room got really out of hand during those two years when I wasn't sewing much because of work. Then the back surgery. But now it's going to get clean and stay clean!!
The next task, after cleaning off the cutting table, is going to be to clean out the Horn cabinet drawers. They are totally full. One drawer is just thread, mostly Aurifil. Another drawer is full of rulers, all the ones I had to have and have never used. I was carefully watching Thelma's blogs about her tool and ruler reviews, and found that I had a lot of those she reviewed and will now use them. The top drawer has a lot of Bernina feet, etc. Those will be organized back into their cases and put with the correct machine.
But to the scraps - wow! I have one of those big laundry type bags, you know the kind that collapses, next to my cutting table. It's been sitting there for eight years, eight years I've been dropping scraps in it. Well, it's way too heavy for me to lift, so I scooped out about a fourth of the scraps into this tub.
It's a big tub. For perspective, there's Penny standing to the left side of it. I shoved it with my foot into the living room, put a garbage can next to it, and I'm going to spend the day watching TV and de-scrapping the scraps. It might take me all week to do this. All of small pieces are going in the garbage. These are so varied that I think only a true scrap quilter could use them.
Edit: The scraps were claimed. Hooray!!
I found Ziploc bags with scraps of coordinated lines in them. I'll hang onto those for a while, especially the Minick & Simpson and Fig Tree. Their lines seem to all go together.
A lot of memories have surfaced!
On the health front, I now have the bone stimulator. Trust me, it's a real love/hate relationship with this thing. It beeps at me if one of the electrodes starts detaching itself from my skin. It beeps at me during the night and I have to sit up to reattach things. The electrodes are attached to a battery pack about the size of a cell phone. There are wires running from my neck to that pack. If I put the wires under my shirt, they get hung up on undergarments. If I let them hang down the front of my shirt, I snag them on drawer pulls. Penny even unplugged me once, and then hightailed it when the beeping started. I had to laugh because she was peeking at me from behind the coffee table. She's such a weenie!
These scraps will keep me from being so bored for a few days ........... and that's a very good thing!