Today was overcast but very hot and humid. It was a great day to spend time someplace cool, so I decided to spend some time going through my sewing and craft supplies, which are in the basement.
One of the saddest results of my vision loss is that I no longer enjoy sewing and crafting, which were a big part of my old life. It has become too difficult to complete projects with the precision that makes me happy. I have been accumulating fabrics and supplies for years and have an embarrassingly large stockpile that, I now know, I will never be able to use. Even if my sight was perfect, it would be time to go through and get rid of some things. Since sewing is now so difficult, I really wanted to eliminate the baggage of so many supplies I will never use.
When I made my list of things I wanted to do before my next birthday, I put “Go through my craft materials and donate the things I will never use.” second on the list. I have been avoiding the task for a couple of reasons. First, because it is so overwhelming. I have so much and I hardly know where to begin. Second, because I love fabric. I love to look at it and touch it and handle it and even smell it. I want to hang onto some in the hope that I will find a way to continue to sew. Because I love fabric so much, I want it all to be used. It makes no sense to keep fabric I will never use sitting in my basement. It makes me happy to think of donating it and having someone actually make beautiful things out of it.
When I opened the first box and started going through it, I felt overwhelmed and thought the whole process was going to be a failure. I took a deep breath and tried to be objective. I was able to see that there are some fabrics that I really love and others that are just okay. I decided that I would keep any that I can’t imagine not having and get rid of the rest. It was really easy to identify the fabrics that I can’t live without. They went into one pile while all the others went into a second pile. I ended up going through a lot of fabric and, so far, I have three boxes to donate, one box I am keeping, and one bag of scraps to throw away – so small and ratty that I don’t even know why I was saving them.
After a couple of hours, I knew I was done for the day. I feel really satisfied with what I accomplished. I can’t check off #2 from my list yet, but I think I only need one or two more days of sorting. The good news is that I found, in a box in my basement, a finished quilt top that I had completely forgotten about. A finished quilt top for a double bed! It definitely deserves to be taken somewhere to be machine quilted and then it can be put to use, instead of being buried in a box in the basement. I see the quilt top as my surprise reward for sorting through all those fabrics. It’s a pretty nice reward for a couple of hours of work.