It's been awhile since I blogged - funny how the last blog was in 2016 and all about dyeing wool for the shop! Here we are two years later, the shop is closed and I'm still dyeing wool.
Once the shop closed on the 29th, the hard work started - clearing out the shop and finding somewhere at home to put all this stuff. I knew it would take a few weeks but I had absolutely, positively NO CLUE how much work this would be. Jim and I are exhausted, bone weary and moaning every time we have to get up after sitting down for more than three minutes. It's not just the store that has to be dealt with, first you have to find/make room in the house, garage and sewing studio! That means cleaning out a bedroom for the new "wool room" (who would of thought all my wool supplies would not fit in a 12' x 10' bedroom????), clear out closets (where did all this stuff come from???) shift things around in the pantry (exactly how old is some of this food?), it's even gotten to the point where I had to clean out my kitchen junk drawer! Now I'm not only dealing with stuff from the shop, but also stuff from the house. Ugh. And the garage . . . . let's just say the car will not be going in the garage this winter.
So Saturday I had a mini meltdown and told Jim not one more thing comes home until we get a handle on all the stuff piled everywhere here. We could absolutely star on that Hoarders TV program. No pictures of this mess will ever exist so you won't find one here or anywhere! My days this week have been moving/shifting stuff into permanent homes. Except I keep changing those permanent homes . . . . And two of those days the dyes pots were bubbling away in the middle of all this madness.
Here is an example of what my week is like - trying to get one thing accomplished and it leads to four other things. I looked at the living room and thought, why are the flannel quilts still out? Then thought why do I have EIGHT flannel lap quilts? So I decided this I can do and get done now. (HA!) I gathered up the quilts and started towards the linen closet, while walking down the hall, I thought, when was the last time these were washed? Detour to the laundry room. While the washing machine is working on the first couple, I decide to check out the linen closest. No way they are all going to fit in there, it needs to be cleaned out. Two black garbage bags destined for Goodwill later, the closet is practically empty and ready for the flannel quilts, although I will probably regret the extent of my downsizing. Of course I've now added two huge garbage bags to the front living room, which is already overflowing with stuff . . . .
My two oldest came home last weekend and tore down fabric shelves, moved van loads of stuff home, mumbled under their breath about just taking stuff to the dump and did in 24 hours what would have taken us five days. Jeremy, Halla and Selma come home tomorrow (add baby proofing and washing the kitchen floor to today's to do list!) and hopefully, fingers crossed, everything will be out of the store when they leave Sat afternoon.
And sew it goes!
Once the shop closed on the 29th, the hard work started - clearing out the shop and finding somewhere at home to put all this stuff. I knew it would take a few weeks but I had absolutely, positively NO CLUE how much work this would be. Jim and I are exhausted, bone weary and moaning every time we have to get up after sitting down for more than three minutes. It's not just the store that has to be dealt with, first you have to find/make room in the house, garage and sewing studio! That means cleaning out a bedroom for the new "wool room" (who would of thought all my wool supplies would not fit in a 12' x 10' bedroom????), clear out closets (where did all this stuff come from???) shift things around in the pantry (exactly how old is some of this food?), it's even gotten to the point where I had to clean out my kitchen junk drawer! Now I'm not only dealing with stuff from the shop, but also stuff from the house. Ugh. And the garage . . . . let's just say the car will not be going in the garage this winter.
So Saturday I had a mini meltdown and told Jim not one more thing comes home until we get a handle on all the stuff piled everywhere here. We could absolutely star on that Hoarders TV program. No pictures of this mess will ever exist so you won't find one here or anywhere! My days this week have been moving/shifting stuff into permanent homes. Except I keep changing those permanent homes . . . . And two of those days the dyes pots were bubbling away in the middle of all this madness.
Here is an example of what my week is like - trying to get one thing accomplished and it leads to four other things. I looked at the living room and thought, why are the flannel quilts still out? Then thought why do I have EIGHT flannel lap quilts? So I decided this I can do and get done now. (HA!) I gathered up the quilts and started towards the linen closet, while walking down the hall, I thought, when was the last time these were washed? Detour to the laundry room. While the washing machine is working on the first couple, I decide to check out the linen closest. No way they are all going to fit in there, it needs to be cleaned out. Two black garbage bags destined for Goodwill later, the closet is practically empty and ready for the flannel quilts, although I will probably regret the extent of my downsizing. Of course I've now added two huge garbage bags to the front living room, which is already overflowing with stuff . . . .
My two oldest came home last weekend and tore down fabric shelves, moved van loads of stuff home, mumbled under their breath about just taking stuff to the dump and did in 24 hours what would have taken us five days. Jeremy, Halla and Selma come home tomorrow (add baby proofing and washing the kitchen floor to today's to do list!) and hopefully, fingers crossed, everything will be out of the store when they leave Sat afternoon.
And sew it goes!
