chaos

Sewing machine and supplies, piles of fabric, boxes of fiber and yarn. Tubs of P. #2's art supplies, lacking a better place to put them. A tower of office supplies, beads, stickers, stationary and glue. Oh, and a stash of empty containers - I've been collecting them so I can (ahem) organize.
Unfortunately it's hotter than blazes upstairs right now. Organizing will have to wait. And the girls don't come home until next week. (Swinging the camera in either direction would reveal dirty clothes mountains, unmade beds, stacks of books and entire generations of dust bunnies.)
Instead, I've been hitting the thrift stores (I know, big surprise.)


Of course I can justify purchasing the Recipes for Arts and Crafts materials because I'm a teacher. There's great ideas in there for homemade playdoughs, paints, glues, inks and other projects. And the paper angels are just ADORABLE. Some scrapbook junkie really really wants these.
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You and I would get into serious trouble if we lived near to each other, I love thrift shops! There is always some treasure to be unearthed!
I have the Cooky Book. Mine came from my great grandmother who used to do baking once a week. She would bake masses in that one day. Try the Austrian Cream cookies, yum! Especially with a cup of tea!
Trade? Are you serious? Currently I am looking for anything from pre WWII to post WWII. Patterns, ect.... I don't know if I would have anything that you would want to trade for, but I just might ;)
That looks like my bedroom!! oh my goodness, I'm so ashamed of the chaos!
I wouldn't even dare post a picture of my mess. Way too embarassing!
I'm working in little strides to make some sense of it all... slowly but surely. But with that sewing machine sitting on the table in the corner it gets awful lonely and want's to be loved. And the fabric just screams at me, use me use me. So then the cleaning gets puts aside for the creating.
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