why do I *do* this to myself???
Dec. 15th, 2012 05:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mmegaeraHi, I'm Megaera, and I hoard quilt scraps.
[Hi, Megaera!]
Not just two pillowcases jammed full of fabric bits way too small to be of use to anyone but a Borrower (as in the Mary Norton books), but I just filled two garbage bags with bits of batting that somehow got stuffed into the back corner of my fabric closet where I swear they've been reproducing. Why was I saving this stuff??? None of it's of any use whatsoever except perhaps for filling dog beds. Note to self: I don't have a dog (although the humane society has many -- I wonder -- hmmm...).
I started quilting in 1988. I suspect some of that stuff may be that age (I know I've got bigger fabric pieces in my stash that date from not long after that).
Anyway, I also discovered enough bigger pieces of batting that are actually usable that I may not have to buy batting for a while, either [wry g].
And all this because I decided to start piecing another quilt, and couldn't stand looking at the mess while I worked. Did I actually get anything done on the quilt itself for the entire afternoon? Noooo...
Does the sewing room still look like a bomb went off in there? Yes.
Am I too tired to finish cleaning up in there today? Yes.
Sigh. I'll get there. I will.
ETA: I have found a home for both pillowcases full of fabric scraps. Not that I was actively looking for one -- I was basically just kvetching when I posted this here and to the Washington State Internet Quilters email list. But someone on the latter and I are meeting the Thursday of Christmas week, on which occasion she's going to receive both pillowcases and their contents. She makes scrap quilts for charity. This is the most win-win of all win-win situations, IMHO. So, go me!
[Hi, Megaera!]
Not just two pillowcases jammed full of fabric bits way too small to be of use to anyone but a Borrower (as in the Mary Norton books), but I just filled two garbage bags with bits of batting that somehow got stuffed into the back corner of my fabric closet where I swear they've been reproducing. Why was I saving this stuff??? None of it's of any use whatsoever except perhaps for filling dog beds. Note to self: I don't have a dog (although the humane society has many -- I wonder -- hmmm...).
I started quilting in 1988. I suspect some of that stuff may be that age (I know I've got bigger fabric pieces in my stash that date from not long after that).
Anyway, I also discovered enough bigger pieces of batting that are actually usable that I may not have to buy batting for a while, either [wry g].
And all this because I decided to start piecing another quilt, and couldn't stand looking at the mess while I worked. Did I actually get anything done on the quilt itself for the entire afternoon? Noooo...
Does the sewing room still look like a bomb went off in there? Yes.
Am I too tired to finish cleaning up in there today? Yes.
Sigh. I'll get there. I will.
ETA: I have found a home for both pillowcases full of fabric scraps. Not that I was actively looking for one -- I was basically just kvetching when I posted this here and to the Washington State Internet Quilters email list. But someone on the latter and I are meeting the Thursday of Christmas week, on which occasion she's going to receive both pillowcases and their contents. She makes scrap quilts for charity. This is the most win-win of all win-win situations, IMHO. So, go me!
