As this year fades away, January promises many adventures, the immediate being a week spent with The Burrito and his pop while my youngest is on a field camp expedition for school. I’m looking forward to hanging with another limb on our family’s tree, then perhaps I’ll return filled with novelistic notions. If nothing else, I’ll come back to sewing, although the exact nature of just what I’m making remains elusive. But with a new machine and more gorgeous thread than sense, a quilt is probably calling my name.
However, I am going to attempt a moratorium on buying fabric. What??? But yes, this will be the year of using my stash, only purchasing the most essential items. Thread certainly won’t be one of them, hehehe, and with six yards of batting tucked in a closet, I might get far into 2108 before pulling that trigger. Other than gifts that come my way, I will try to eschew willy-nilly fabric purchases, God help me. And believe me, I’ll need all the assistance I can muster.
Why make this choice? A couple of reasons; one is that a few years back I tried a similar experiment with note cards and success was found. Clearing a backlog of stationary felt good, then of course opened up the opportunity to choose new cards, but that’s not the only purpose behind this decision. A couple of months ago I was inventorying my stash and took out what I’d bought on sale, but truly had no use for; it went to our church’s junk sale, making me reassess why I’d chosen it in the first place. (It was kind of cute, as well as discounted, hmm….)
Since then, I’ve been pondering this proposition, and am at least willing to give it a go. Not that I have projects lined up, other than a sleeping bag insert for my grandson. Yet quilt ideas emerge at the drop of a hat. This year, that hat’s going to be slapped with a use what you have label, and hopefully by next December my fabric collection will be greatly depleted.
In the meantime, I’m still hand-quilting this project, ruminating about what will happen for Eric, Lynne, and all those in Roseburg, as well as eager to see how another nieta shakes up our familia. Mostly I’m grateful for a multitude of blessings, more than I can list here. May the coming year bring you joy and peace. See you in 2018!