(Caution: Potentially disturbing images of disorganization follow. Viewer discretion advised. Sensitive persons may wish to pop a Xanax or pour a glass of wine.)
|Under this pile is a vintage sewing table...somewhere.|
|So colorful and interesting!|
|A small pile to the left of my cutting mat.|
|To the right of the cutting mat, and keeping the Juki from getting lonesome.|
|To the right of the Singer, more black and white scraps.|
|Currently hogging space on my ironing board.|
|An attempt to organize by color on the floor (FAIL).|
|This is after at least half of the scraps had been removed. Still packed!|
|Scraps on top of scrap drawers (which are full of more scraps).|
|A peek at one of the things I made from scraps this week.|
|And another peek at something else.|
To be sure, playtime with scraps will come to an end all too soon. Work will get busier. I'll feel the effects of neglect in other areas of life. The phase of the moon will change and I'll get a wild hair to clean up all the clutter. Or I may even decide to quilt a flimsy or two (gasp!).
Still, there's no doubt about it. Scraps kick ass.