I’m still on my Spring cleaning kick. Yesterday I spent almost all day in my craft room trying to organize things, food things I thought I was out of, and put stuff in my car for donation. I almost filled my backseat with stuff to donate!
I’m constantly thinking I’m out of head pins, eye pins, earwires, and jump/split rings. After cleaning out 9 of these smaller containers, I used four of them to organize most of my findings. (not pictured are earwires)
I also slated more beads for donation, and made two super simple pairs of earrings.
All my picture frames and canvasses are on one shelf together, and I finally framed one of my cross stitches I finished last year.
The other thing I did was I took a table and some of my stuff down by the poppy reserve to try to sell stuff to the tourists. I gave up after 90 minutes though because it was so windy and getting worse. No sales and not one person even stopped to look.
I also did some crafting, working on a cross stitch, and made two pairs of earrings.
Today I’m hoping to catch up on a few TV shows and maybe manage to fill my backseat with more donations. 🙂
I’ve been tracking my steps and the flights of stairs I climb since I started school. My steps are up about 300% but still nothing to brag about. I climb 2 flights of stairs in Tuesdays and 5 flights on Thursdays.
I did a short yoga routine earlier this week.
I did a 3 day event as a vendor this weekend, most of that time being perched on my piano bench.
My core hurts. I’m tired. I’m going to bed.
I woke up today starving but I couldn’t eat because I needed to go do fasting blood work for labs at my new Dr’s. I’m thinking okay, go in, a quick stick, and I can eat, do whatever else, and go home.
I had to wait over an hour before they called me in. Then I see they don’t have a dedicated person to draw blood. This won’t be good. I tell her I’m a hard stick, my veins are tiny, deep, and they hide.
She sticks me in the crook of my left elbow after I tell her that’s my good arm. No blood. She sticks me in the middle of my left forearm. No blood.
She questions if she should try again. I tell her I didn’t starve for nothing and I’m not leaving until she gets her samples.
She looks at my right arm, and spies a vein in my right hand. She sticks it…. And blood drips one drop at a time into the tube.
Ten minutes later, she has less than an inch of blood in each of three tubes. She hands me a cup to pee in. I had to the bathroom, pee in the cup, and apologize for being a hard stick. She apologizes for sticking me three times… Lol.
I had to McDonald’s to grab something to eat. Had over to Michael’s to get the floss colors I still need for my project. Bought washi tape I didn’t realize I already had.
Went to Walmart and bought a 6″ box to ship stuff in. Should have gotten 2 of them but I didn’t realize other stuff that won’t fit in padded mailers was going to sell today after I got home.
Went to Petsmart. After much deliberation I chose three male guppies which I intended to put in my vacant 5.5 gallon tank.
Got home with the guppies. Floated them on the tank. Water starts pooling around the tank. It’s not overflow. Shit. Tank is leaking. Bail water into the sink until tank is half empty. Carry tank to the bathroom and sit it in the bathtub.
Float bag with guppies in Lola’s tank. Lola is angry about the intruders. When I release the guppies into the tank, she starts hunting them.
If she’s not settled down by tomorrow, I’ll be picking up a 20 long to set up to replace all 3 small tanks and create a new space with no established territories.
I told Lola to stop being so angry but she’s not listening.
The craft thing at the Antelope Valley Indian Museum was kinda weird this year. Only two artists signed up, including myself, and the evening of, I was the only one to show up.
I did fairly well though and the octopus and owl stuffies I made sold pretty quickly. I didn’t sell all of them, but I did sell several. Kids loved them.
I ended up making I think it was $37 over my table fee which is pretty good for such a small event. I took that $37,and turned it into this :
There’s a pleco in there too somewhere – my mom bought me the fishies today. I’ve named the Oranda Alberta. 🙂
Yuba is still growing – he and Tejon are unit into ponies. Kinda makes me wonder how big he’s going to get… Lol.
I bought a drop spindle and some fiber so I can learn to spin. I’ve only tried it a little but I think I’ll like it when I get the hang of it.
I haven’t been cleaning much the last week and a half because I killed my back moving a TV but I am trying to track down the parts we need to fix the furnace. The house hasn’t had heat in literally years and it gets freaking cold in winter.
Here’s a quick pic of some stuff.
My little Christmas tree and my super festive eyeball garland! And my super colorful curtains! Ignore the plastic bag and my shoes… Lol.
I’ve completely turned into one of those people. Its not even Thanksgiving yet and I’m itching to set up my little Christmas tree, with its tiny little ornaments, fake birds, and big fluffy bow on top. I’m ready to wrap the little crocheted tree skirt around its base, and plug in my single strand of lights after wrapping them around it. And I’m ready to start shopping, and wrapping my gifts to place under it.
I think I’ve got my mom’s Christmas gift figured out. I’m just hoping some of the components will go on sale soon (yes Black Friday / Cyber Monday, I’m looking at you!) and I can save a few bucks because it’s not an inexpensive gift I’m planning.
I had mom write me a check and mailed it off to the Antelope Valley Indian Museum so on December 2nd, I’ll be there selling my makes. I didn’t really make anything new and I actually donated a lot of my stock to thrift but it was stuff I didn’t feel amazing about and would have felt weird about selling.
I’m hoping to bring home $50 and I can put that towards Christmas shopping, but honestly the Antelope Valley Indian Museum is one of the places I like to support anyway so I’m not super concerned with heavy profiting there. I’m just glad to be able to help them out.
Here’s what’s gone out of my craft room over the last week! Woohoo! No wonder my space feels better.
Shopping bags of stuff donated – 15
– including almost 5 miles of yarn
– 5 pounds of beads
– 4 bags of clothing
– 1 kitchen trash bag of fabric scraps
Emptied storage containers – 1 tackle box, 1 large shipping tote, 6 shoe drawers, 4 5″ x 8″ bead containers
Bags of trash thrown out – 4
Missing things found – 1 hat I thought was stolen
WIPs discovered – 3
And here’s the way everything looks now… This is the closet nook, with its permanently stained floor and tight space. It doesn’t look great, but it does look so much better.
On the left side is the majority of my fabrics.
On the right side is batting, fleece, felt, purse handles, and zippers.
In between is a bag of fiber fill, bubble wrap, and some reusable shopping totes. There’s shipping supplies and unused yarn storage on the tops.
Along that same wall is the “wall of yarn”. The big yarn wall. I’ll be donating a few more skeins (some of the stuff piled on top) of yarn tomorrow. There’s a lot here but its mostly sorted by type and I can easily find what I’m after.
Also, it looks pretty. 🙂
The beading table, wire shelf holding my large skeins of yarn, and a few articles of clothing hanging up. There’s still some clutter off to the left, but most of that will be either donated or taken to a crafty day and passed around and what’s not claimed will be donated. I really want to find a more aesthetic solution for storage here but there’s so many tiny bits and pieces, I’m not sure what else I could use.
The sewing desk, my thread on the walls, and my dress forms. The cardboard boxes on the beading table are waiting for addresses to be shipped out, hopefully in the next few days.
The little yarn wall, and my earring displays. And Sashi. Sashi is very important.
40 bags in 40 days…. Marie Kondo…. Spring cleaning… Tidying up…. Whatever you want to call it, you’ve probably got something that needs cleaned up. For me right now, its my craft room. My craft room is technically a tiny mother-in-law’s apartment on the back of our garage. Its a roughly 8′ x 8′ room with a tiny hallway, afterthought closet nook, and a 3/4 bathroom. It has pros and cons.
- Its just about the right size to store my crafty stuff
- There’s room to work
- Its quiet and private
- Its my personal space that no one comes into without me inviting them
- Its not climate controlled
- The West wall is cement so I can’t put up shelves or really put anything into it
- Its not large enough for a comfy chair
- Its small so space is at a premuim
But its my space, and I try to keep things as tidy as possible because like I said, space is at a premium, and no sense in piling stuff up taking up precious room.
I noticed a few days ago that I had some things I liked at the time they arrived, but I don’t love any more. Things like scads of yarn that was given to me by someone else destashing. Fabric scraps. Storage containers. Art supplies poled against walls and corners.
I decided to start with the yarn. On Ravelry, there’s a feature called the Stash. It lets you record all your yarn online so you have a digital library of what you have. Its super hand when you’re out yarn shopping to look up if you have something already or to see what will go well with something you have at home. Anyway, I discovered after adding in all my yarns, I had almost 53 miles of yarn. 53 miles. And I don’t even love all of it!
I started off by digging out all the yarn I’m not mad about, all the yarn I likely won’t use, and bagging it. Removing it from stash. Dropping it off at the thrift store. 6 shopping bags full. I did that will all the yarns I didn’t love and knocked 4 miles off of my stash. I did hold back the sock yarn I don’t love because that’s going to specific people, but it is going to go.
Then I looked at my items I’ve made. I looked at my crafting books. I looked at craft supplies. I filled another 4 bags with things I don’t use, aren’t relevant to me, or will likely never be sold or gifted. This included some unfortunate ruffle scarves, an ugly pair of mittens, and some ginormous slippers I crocheted. That was this afternoon.
This evening I tackled the corner of my craft room where I have multiple storage containers with varying degrees of stuff in them. I pulled out a large tackle box which was holding lots of bias tape, elastics, and and assorted sewing notions. Those were all bagged and put into the cabinet of my sewing desk. The tackle box is now empty and unneeded. Outside it went.
Then I open the box containing all of my quilt squares I finished over the last 6 years or so. I laid them out on the floor and found I only need 8 more to actually piece together my quilt. But what this really means is the 6 drawers and 5 bags of scraps I have? Almost all of them can go. I placed an ad on Craigslist so hopefully I can get a few people to pop by and pick some of them up. And maybe this weekend I will finish the other 8 squares.
I’m also likely going to donate the ball gown I made several years ago. It takes up a lot of space and I have no desire to wear it again. That will almost completely clean out that corner. All that leaves is the closet nook, which is mostly a mess because of the haphazard way packing materials are piled up in it. If I can get rid of all of the fabric scraps, I can better organize my fabric collection, and then start to clean up that area too.
It feels so good to tidy up my space and make it pretty again! But I really wish someone would come over and clean our house! LOL
Working on some cool braided cables- a few repeats at a time.