Do as I please

November, Midwestern Late Fall Edition.
If I were to measure time in cozy meals, we’re 2 soups and 1 hotdish in. I haven’t changed out the light bedding for the heavier yet but there have been a few nights where I’m thankful that old furnace passed inspection.

Reorganizing and shuffling through all my stuff (literally hands on everything) has me back in love with forgotten old favorites (mostly cracker related). I’m getting so organized, it’s sick. I now have a drawer just for my project bags and a drawer just for all the cute shit I like to pin, hang and stick all over them and of course a shelf dedicated to works in progress where all those adorable bags I make can neatly sit. I mean granted, I’m still mostly a monogamous maker, so the shelf/bag situation is really manageable (I have 2 wips), but I did just start a new doughy cast on!

I kept all my clay materials just in case the stitch marker mood hits again (it’s a cider doughnut, if you didn’t know).

This parking lot tree has bewitched me, so sadly romantic.

It’s not that I’m particularly obsessed with nature, I do take a lot of pictures of it though. It’s that could be anywhere landscape, the withered up bit, those clinging last wisps, being both new and old/there and not there that feels really relatable. Those clouds could be yours or mine, we can even share them if you’d like.

I’m making a creamy Aito (Ravelry link) out of woolly old stash, cute. Now that all my upstairs supplies and downstairs supplies are finally merged together in one tiny dream space, I can relax and do as I please.

Well almost, only three things still need a home..

#1 My full size ironing board – it was my grandmas and my mom didn’t iron or sew, so I took it when I moved out. It’s an adorable 1950s yellow and metallic blue Proctor Silex. If you’ve been a reader here for a long time, you’ll know I’ve talked about this ironing board in the past and yes, it’s still missing one big rubber leg cap. You’ll also remember, I popped off one of the remaining caps and carried in my bag for over a year just in case while out thrifting I magically came across its sister or maybe found something similar enough from another old ironing board to work.. yeah I would’ve bought a whole ass ironing board just for a cap, I’m ridiculous like that.

#2 My loom – which I want to hang on the wall, I just need to figure out the best way to do that.

#3 My serger – it lived its entire life in a closet, and probably will again.

That’s it friends, we’re basically done. We donated a lot, we sent some precious (but unwanted) things to auction, we all really took the clean out seriously. The only thing I miss is having a personal hidden dump hole (aka unaccountable craft closet) that could store all the ugly necessities of a crafty bitch like bulk batting, good deals bought in bulk, bulky fabrics that don’t fold nice, you know BULK.