Tuesday, February 7, 2012
One Month Later
So yesterday I took a day away from knitting and putting my eyes out. I tackled the BIG job of cleaning out the closet in my designated sewing room. OMG! There was just stuff and stuff and stuff. I opened bins and cleaned out boxes. I had one bin that was just art stuff from when I painted. There were old sketch pads and papers and all the myriads of pictures I saved for ideas. I found sketches and some scrap pieces I had practised colors on. Stuff!
It is amazing the junk we save and I am sure there is a reason to save all of this junk. I even found the admission essay for master's work. I was amazed that I used to write really well. I was accepted into the program I had applied and had my finances arranged. Then Life intervened and I never got to go. I found a short story I had written for a class, and I had a nice A for that. Funny to read that now too.
I found pictures and two picture albums. Stuff!
I burned a huge lot of paper and I have loaded the car again for Goodwill. After I finish this closet, I will have one more closet to sort through. Oh, and I have to finish the shed when the weather is nicer.
My eyes were burning on Sunday and I decided that I needed to take a break. I don't know what possessed me to tackle the closet, but I am certainly happy that I did do that.
So I guess I will tackle the knitting this afternoon after I finish working out a system to store what I saved this round.
I have always had a habit of writing down quotes when I find them. I have them all over my house. I like to review them and study them. I have always done this. I also used to save newspaper articles and put them up too. But I have discontinued that habit with the internet so handy these days. I know this sounds quirky, but I really like quotes. I don't know why.
Anyway here is one I found in my piles of paper yesterday:
Life is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind could invent.
-Sherlock Holmes to Dr. Watson
And I think that sums up my thoughts for today. I think there are 41 days to Spring. A friend told me she is already picking daffodils. Mine are putting on buds. What a mess our winter has been.