Yesterday my granddaughter came and helped me empty the workroom.  This isn’t even half of what came out of the workroom and now sits in my living room, but it is my current view from where I’m typing.

I’ve begun going through the bins, and I admit I am pitching a LOT of  things into the trash.  But I am also finding some things that other people might really really want (some AMAZING buttons marked at $5 each, or various collections of DPNs and Circulars still in the packaging).   So I am putting those things aside for now, probably to have a “Stuff Sale” in the next week or two.  But mostly I’m just pitching things I’ve not seen or cared about for a good long while.

I am also finding some of my missing needles and crochet hooks, so that’s a good thing.  For this I am grateful.

One thing I learned long ago is that you don’t throw away tools and equipment, except what is broken, of course.  It’s okay to throw away consumables (like yarn or paints or dyes), but never discard needles, hooks, and other tools.  Over the years, though, I have held onto various yarns with the thought, “I could make something with this.”   Sadly, for most of what I see in front of me now, I think, “What the hell was I thinking? Why did I hold onto this stuff?” So, if I don’t instantly feel a connection to this or that, it goes to the trash.

I need to dye sometime this weekend, but I can’t pull hanks from cones until this mess is cleared up, so there’s an incentive to push forward and not get emotionally involved with the decisions at this point.   If I don’t love it or have an immediate recognition of why to keep something, it is going in the trash.

So, anyway, if I don’t get a new batch of Blog Reader Specials up in time for the long weekend, it’s because I’m still sifting and sorting.

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