It feels good to be organized.

I’ve got a million things on the go…or at least that’s what it feels like.  We’re revamping A Paper Buffet.com to make it easier for customers, I’m editing photos and listing over 200 mini envelopes in my Etsy store, I need to start making Christmas cards, (and actually make MINE this year), yadda yadda yadda.

You get it, right?

And each and every time I walk into my living room, my eye is drawn to the 3 canvas bags and one plastic shopping bag full of wool. Ugh. I keep saying I’m going to do something to organize it, but yet it goes untouched for months. 

I added to the pile a few months ago when my Nonna (Italian for Grandmother) gave me more wool, (and gorgeous stuff from Italy) because she’s not knitting any more (there was a subtle hint that if she had grandchildren to knit for…).

When I went home a couple of weeks ago to go to the cottage, my mom asked me to clean out my closet and let her know what she could give-away/throw out.  Low and behold, I have 3 wicker baskets, just sitting and begging to be used.  I put the biggest one aside to make sure I remembered to bring it home.

The basket I chose had a cotton liner, I washed and dried it and was ready to organize!  After 45 minutes of stretching the damn liner back onto the basket (yes, I even washed it by hand, in cold water so it wouldn’t shrink!), I was finally ready to organize all that wool.

I organized by colour, as best as I could, and still didn’t fit all the small half skeins I have, that’ll have to wait until I go home again and pick up another basket.

It feels really good to have this looking much cleaner and presentable in the living room. 

Now if only organizing the wool into the basket gave me time to actually play with it…

Ciao for now,

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Back to the grind.

Things have been a little hectic around here the past little while.

I had some sad news a few weeks ago; my dog Bailey, who lives at home with my parents passed away on July 19th.  Bailey was 13.5 yrs old, which was very good for the large breed she was (Labrador/Golden/Chesapeake Retriever Cross).  Bailey passed away peacefully in her sleep, at home.

I took this picture at Christmas time; she loved to be outside, sit in the snow and bury her face in it.  For anyone who has ever lost a pet, it’s a terrible thing.  It’s been tough, but I am getting better.

I travelled home to go to the cottage last week, it was very strange to be in the house without Bailey.  Terrible, actually. I kept thinking she was just downstairs, or outside, or around the corner. 

We went to the cottage for a week- a planned vacation every year- which turned out to be good timing.  I was busy visiting with the other families, reading, playing with paper and was occupied, thank goodness.

I finally had some time to make the mini envelopes  and I’ve got a few up in my Etsy store now.  I’ll be adding more, I was able to make over 200 envelopes at the cottage.

 

Cutting, folding and gluing the envelopes was surprisingly therapeutic.

The envelopes are available in a variety of colours and patterns, in matching sets of 8, 10 or 12.  I’ll also have some mixed bunches available too.  I’ve used envelope adhesive on the flaps so they can be sealed just like regular envelopes.

I hope all of you are doing well.

Ciao for now,

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