... about all the "someday" projects for which one accumulates and stores stuff. Recently on her blog, Stitch Bitch, she made mention of a stash of plastic bags from craft stores that she had been saving to make fusible plastic tote bags for her craft projects. Apparently, the notion of a craft bag made from craft bags had a certain appeal for her. But she has brought them to the recyclers in an attempt to start uncluttering her craft room.
Well, I have this huge ball of two inch wide strips torn from blue jeans as well as a milk crate full of blue jeans that have yet to be torn. [I included my camera case in the photo to give you a sense of scale.] The theory is that I am going to make a braided rug which will then be used to cover the floor of the craft-room-to-be-but-is-currently-the-junk-room. I once saw a rug made from faded denim reclaimed from worn out jeans at one of the local historical society's craft demonstration days and fell in love with all the shades of blue blending to make a perfect whole. Jeans were the iconic clothing for my generation ... so what could be a better choice for making the floor covering of an aging hippie's private retreat.
I also have a stash of lightweight cotton circles that someday will be a yo-yo quilt wall hanging ... well, when I get to it, look at the colors available to me and come up with either a representational or abstract design that pleases me ... maybe ... someday.
And then there is that 34 year old crazy quilt top that was intended to be finished as my youngest sister's 16th birthday present but may [emphasis on mere possibility] be the best gag gift at her 50th birthday celebration this coming June.
But the really sad thing is that, unlike Anna, I am as yet unwilling to bow to reality and exorcize one or more of these ghosts-of-projects-future.