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Wednesday, May 29, 2013

My Solutions Are Problems

Hello again Internet People!  I spent all of yesterday afternoon and most of the evening re-folding and sorting fabrics, and I still have a shitload left to do.  I think I am going to like the idea of having the fabrics on the shelves, but they are not all going to fit so I will have to make some adjustments to my plan.  I do have a lot of duplicates, I am hoping just removing those will give me enough space, but we shall see.

The problem with re-sorting my fabrics like this is that I start touching them and then I want to start cutting them apart and sewing them back together.  I have to fight myself all the way through the process not to just stop sorting and start making something.  I don't have time to start another project yet, I need to get this other stuff done first!  I keep reminding myself that the whole point of doing all of this is to make it easier for me to create stuff when I do have the time.  It will be worth the wait in the end.  It damn well better be.

The other problem I have with sorting fabrics is that it makes me want more fabrics.  I probably have more fabric than I will be able to use in my lifetime, but it is not enough.  It is never enough.  I don't have anything in this color, or I need more variations in that color, it just goes on and on.  I think I have mentioned before that I am rather obsessive-compulsive when it comes to the supplies for my hobbies, I wasn't kidding.  This is why I am not allowed to have credit cards.

Now, add in the problem of that whole dyeing thing that I adore so much.  I keep wondering what would happen if I over-dye this white on white printed fabric, or thinking about how I could change the color and texture of this fabric with a little bit of dye.  Damn, it is a miracle that I ever get anything done!

Well, I guess I better go eat some breakfast and start creating some more problems for myself.  I still have several tubs and boxes of fabric to sort and refold, and goodness knows they aren't going to take care of themselves.  If you don't hear from me again soon please assume that one of the piles has collapsed on top of me and send in a search crew to rescue me.  But please remind them not to harm the fabric!

Until next time ...                        

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