As some of you know, Bill and I moved we bought a ranch style home about a mile and a half west of where we were. It has absolutely no steps on the main level of the house, you can wheel any cart from the driveway right in with out dropping a thing. It also has an unfinished basement. Bill is in love with that.
With the move, I kind of had to look at the "things" in my life. I had to decide if they got to move, or if they should go live with someone else. It made me look at my boxes of stuff and wonder. Could I be a hoarder? I'm sort of organized with my stuff. My house is not usually overly cluttered. I try and keep things neat. I get mad at myself if stuff sits for to long. At our new house we have more storage for things to have their own spot. Cleaning is much easier here.
I still have so much stuff. I get a crafting idea and I buy stuff and then never do the craft. UGH! I buy stuff for the store and then look at it all and then think, if I sell that I am going to kick myself.
Were was this going?
We close on our house tomorrow. Cottonwood Drive and the Boettcher's are now a memory. A very good memory, our first house together. We had lots of fun in that house. We had the best neighbors.
In this last week on the move. I found tons of really neat vintage "stuff" that I forgot that I bought for the store. In the washer right now are vintage hand sewn dishtowels. The dryer rag rugs, circle rag rugs. I remember buying them I just forgot they were in the garage.
The reason for this post? I took the class we had on Tuesday night, Krazy Kats. I think that all of my vendors must be some degree of a hoarder. We all have stuff. Crazy amounts of stuff that we need to pare down so we can get more "stuff"!
Sign up for a class and help us clean out a drawer or two, pretty please.