Last week I gave this set of couch/loveseat/chair to my brother's family. Still in good shape. I hadn't noticed, but it was pointed out to me that they were no longer the right "scale" for the living room and if I got rid of them I could start imagining other uses for the space.
I liked the color a lot against the tan carpet and white shutters and teak bookcases. The empty space is calling to me and for now I'm ignoring it.
Funny how many different ideas come to mind when you have a clean slate to work with. With Spring in the air, I'm ready to move more stuff.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Wishing won't make it so
A couple of nights ago I made a list (computerized, of course) of all the sewing patterns (over 85) I have that I want to get rid of. Well, really, I'd like to sew some of them again or even for the first time but I haven't made my own clothes for probably 20 years now. It was a real trip down memory lane, remembering making some of the clothes, the places I wore them. It gave me a picture of myself those many years ago - who I wanted to be. I was surprised at the complexity of some of the patterns and felt good that I had that level of sewing skill.
There's the hide-a-bed cover I made for the first apartment. And the sweatsuits I made one Christmas (that was a disaster!)
It's hardest to let go of the patterns I never made. I had fabric (that's another night of review sometime) and notions to complete some of them and never did. It's like I can catch up someday where I left off, where that life ended and finish it properly.
Wishing won't make it so, though. So I'm moving on, sending them to a friend, an artist, who hopefully will find a good use for them.
There's the hide-a-bed cover I made for the first apartment. And the sweatsuits I made one Christmas (that was a disaster!)
It's hardest to let go of the patterns I never made. I had fabric (that's another night of review sometime) and notions to complete some of them and never did. It's like I can catch up someday where I left off, where that life ended and finish it properly.
Wishing won't make it so, though. So I'm moving on, sending them to a friend, an artist, who hopefully will find a good use for them.
Friday, February 12, 2010
The first step
Being in what's likely the second half of my life I've felt bogged down by the physical things I have from the first half. I love my things and the memories they evoke. Wanting to move forward with less stuff, this is my journey of letting go, de-cluttering and preserving the past but with room for the future.
I've saved physical things to remember a time, a place, an experience a person.
I plan to take pictures of them, record their story and send them on their way.
I've saved physical things to remember a time, a place, an experience a person.
I plan to take pictures of them, record their story and send them on their way.
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