Treats and Tricks

My guy took me away for a day to have lunch at one of our favorite deli places. This was a real treat for me.

We then drove on to the candy outlet where I buy the sugarfree candy that I like most, some of which isn't even sold in stores around our home. Hansel and Gretel would love this place.

On our way home the alternator on my car decided to die and we were stuck for a while(I didn't take pictures of this disaster.) I took refuge inside a nearby drugstore for a while to keep my candy from melting.

I had a lot of candy to save, too, as you can see. We only go to the outlet once or twice a year, so I buy our favorites in bulk.

Anyway, while we were waiting for the tow truck so many people stopped to offer to help us we were truly stunned. Even the tow truck driver was super nice, and we had a great talk with him on the way home. The candy survived without melting as well. So all in all an interesting day away that restored a little of my faith in humanity.

Comments

Maria Zannini said…

Must. Save. The. Candy.

Sorry your alternator died but I'm glad you were able to find a place to stay cool. Candy or no you don't want to linger in the heat.

July 22, 2022 at 11:52 AM

Downsizing

This was my fabric stash once I sorted everything -- 22 full bins. I spent a day taking out and boxing up what I could part with, with the goal of trying to reduce it by half, so I'd have 11 bins. I was very strict with myself, and removed everything that for one reason or another I was sure I wouldn't be able to use. This is what I ended up with -- 12 bins of fabric that I'm keeping. It's not quite half, but close enough. Half of what I took out went to a local quilter friend, a school and Goodwill. These four tightly-packed bins will be going to the local quilting guild once I make arrangements with them for a drop-off place. I am relieved and a little sad and now determined to control my impulses to thrift more fabric. I don't want to do this again, so until I use up six bins, I can't for any reason bring any new fabric into the house.

In Progress

I promised myself I would show you the good, bad and ugly of my cleaning this year. This is what it looks like when you dump thirty years' worth of stashed fabric on the floor -- and oy, what a pain in the butt to pick up again! This is what it looks like after it's been sorted, folded and placed in containers, which took me about a week. Now the hard part is to downsize my stash by at least half, I think (that's my goal, anyway.) I've already e-mailed the president of the local quilting guild, a local friend who is a quilter, and a public school art teacher I know to see if I can donate some of the excess to them. The rest will go to Goodwill. Already I've reduced my vintage textiles from two bins to one, and my scraps from three bins to one. It's probably the hardest clean-out I've done, which is why I saved it until last. I know I have too much fabric, more than I can use in my lifetime -- but at the same time, I love it. So I have to

Other Stashes

Along with clearing out the spare bedroom and tidying my office and our guest bedroom, I decided to reorganize some of my stashes. This is all the yarn I have on hand, sorted by color. It looks like a lot, but lately I've been using up a minimum of half a bin every month, so this is approximately a year's supply. All of my solid color cotton perle thread. I go through a lot of this every year, too. I need a container in which I can fit all of it together, but I haven't found the right one yet. I won't show you all of my fabric -- I'm still reorganizing this stash -- but I went through everything and donated two bins of fabric I won't need to the local quilter's guild.

Valerean

Search This Blog