I’ve made enough progress to start calling it my office, versus the giant craft closet at the top of the stairs. For just a mish-mash of cast off furnishings, it is turning out to be pretty functional. I still have much to do, but I can actually sit and work at my desk. This makes me very happy, not to mention that all of my yarn and knitting books are organized and cataloged. Sweet!
The shipping and receiving department in the corner leaves a lot to be desired, but there is no closet in this room, and not a whole lot in the entire house for that matter, so I’m stuck with some empty boxes. At least they are broken down and not taking up the entire room. My favorite part about this space is the window that looks out onto the barnyard; I can keep an eye on everybody.
I do still have to deal with this pile. I feel confident I’ll do it today. Everything will be listed on Etsy by the end of the day. If not, check back for another giveaway tomorrow. I’m finding the possibility of giving away everything I own highly motivating.
Which brings me to today’s giveaway. That mohair. In all honesty, I didn’t buy it. It came with the loom that I bought in November. I figured I’d keep it and make it into something, I mean it is really good mohair. However, teal isn’t really my color and, well, the fuzziness of it really isn’t my thing either, but it is good mohair so I had to keep it. Then all the clutter in this room triggered a memory of my grandmother’s house. Anita was a crafter extraordinaire, she had boxes of stuff stacked to the ceiling with paths going through each room. This is where the Thou Shalt Not part of my title the other day came from. I refuse to become a hoarder, so somebody out there is going to get all this great mohair. Someone who will use it and not keep it in a box collecting dust. Just tell me your Grandmother’s first name and what she was like. I’ll draw a winner this same time tomorrow.
Yesterday’s winner of the quilting books is Benita! Send me an email with your snail mail address to frontporchindiana at live dot com and I’ll get your books out to you right away.
I keep asking the kid to shout out a random number and he hasn’t even bothered to ask me why. Interesting.