it's feeling like a holiday kind of day. the girlchild is dressing the tree (she loves it, and i let her do most of it; partly because i'm lazy, partly because it's just a lot of fun to drink coffee on the couch and tell her how awesome it looks), i'm packing stuff up, working on cleaning my sewing/knitting/computer room, and doing some last-minute gift knitting. i told the girlchild i'm working on some mittens for my sister, but joke's on her! the mitts are actually for her, i just don't have time to try to hide the knitting from her. my mom used to do the same thing to me; every year i'd see her working on something for someone else, and it would end up in a box for me. i was a dupe as a kid (soooo gullible) i never once caught on. it happened almost every year, and i know mom thought i was in on her little joke, but i must have been in my 20's by the time i figured it out.
all that talk of my genius is sometimes overstated, is the point of that anecdote!
i have been trying to downsize my crafty supplies. some are from projects i used to work on years ago, and might not get back into. a lot are taking up valuable space. i don't know what's come over me the past year, but i'm way more open to getting rid of stuff. my packrat days are fading. yeah, i might use that ball of yarn i've been carting from one apartment to another for YEARS to make a hat, but honestly? if i haven't used it by now, i probably won't. that's okay. someone else might get more use out of it, or at the very least it can become part of their stash. i've got a cup of coffee, my new favorite podcast on, and boxes filling with stuff that's got to get out of my house. wish me luck!