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Green Bobbins

This is all the plastic and plastic-coated cardboard junk mail I received this week. Although I usually toss it in the recycle bin, I wanted to use these for something else -- embroidery thread bobbins. I've decided to give up purchasing bobbins; from now on I will either recycle the ones I have or make my own.

To make bobbins is not rocket science, of course -- simply cut up the junk mail into the bobbin shapes you like (I do these, which uses the whole piece and creates zero waste) and then store them within easy reach. I have a little bobbin bag I keep with my thread.

You can make your own bobbins with other waste paper, too: business cards, greeting cards, advertisement inserts, and even the labels that come with your embroidery thread.

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nightsmusic said…
You know, this is pretty odd because I really never get plastic anything in the mail except the GoodRX card and that comes maybe once every two months or so. Everything else is paper and either goes in the recycle bin or the burn pile for the firepit. I recycle the ashes.

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