Stuff...and more stuff. :p

My spare bedroom is a catch-all room, and it's been collecting things since last summer, when my mother passed away. It's the place where I store crap on the floor, in boxes or bags, to take to Goodwill. It's the bed I throw stuff on to go through on another day when I "have more time".

Everytime I go in there lately, I cringe, because I can't even see the top of the bed anymore--or the floor, for that matter. These last couple of days, I've dared to go in there for short spurts to try and sort things out, but I've just spent an hour in there, and although I can now see half the bed, and most of the floor, I still have to find a place to put the rest of the stuff that's on the bed. Three quarters of it is bags of yarn I brought home from my friend Annie's place (the one who passed away last summer). I thought I collected yarn--she's got me beat by country mile!

I'd like to put it in the closet...but, the closet is full. I think I'm going to go buy some of those plastic milk crates and stack them in the closet (after I pull out all the other crap and toss it LOL). Then, it will be out of the way, but I'll still be able to see the inventory to make things. Or, maybe, I should just get busy and start making various blankets and donate them to the VA or a nursing home for lap blankets.

And, get this...there is a ton of yarn in these bags--not to mention the leftovers that I already have. But, do you think I have enough of the colors I need to finish this one blanket I'm already making?! NO!!! So, I have to go and buy yet MORE yarn. It's a vicious cycle, I tell ya...a vicious, vicious cycle. :p