Until it's at Your Place!
My heart is heavy knowing that "it's just stuff". No one was hurt, no one died. Yet, I am in tears and feel like someone just stomped on my chest. It's so stupid, it's just stuff.... but some stuff I couldn't even take pictures of...
GP's Pokemon quilt from when he was a little boy and showed the first signs of interest in anything other than himself. It was such a great big ass flag that he was coming out of his silence. Some of his little clothes....from way, way back... nothing that will ever fit him again, nothing that I would ever even think I could part with...some things that only a freakin flood would bother to take from me. It's just stuff! But I'm so sad. I think they're growing pains. Maybe it's a sign that it's all behind me now...who knows....it's just stuff. I just get a little emotional because I have been working for years on getting rid of "things" and hold on only to things that matter to me. All "stuff" is not the same.
Here are some pictures of the stuff that was "oh crap, now that sucks!", but that didn't make me cry... just be happy knowing it wasn't your stash!
Here are just the first few drawers of fabric that were dumped. Yes, these were all chock-full'o quilt shop fabrics!Now some of the contents: that's actualy one of my husbands shirts that I just loved and had it stashed among my stash because I just loved the fabric. Isn't that the most wonderful homespun ever? Hey, he wouldn't miss one little shirt!And then...the flannel slaughter has begun. Just some of my flannel losses.... the colors have bled and the most are dead....oh well....
And here is a lesson to be learned...never leave for tomorrow what you can complete today! Look at what happened to my pumpkin swap blocks, my Lost socks blocks and my new little dress blocks.... now this really sucks! And lastly, I will solve the Mystery Quilt mystery since I will no longer be gifting it....here it is, my pieced top, with all the points matched to Sandy standards...it was my biggest and most challenging quilt to date. Now it's slimy and smelly!Oh well, time to put it all in plastic bags and haul it off. Then I'll just start shopping to rebuild my stash. Poor me, LOL!
Stay dry! B=)