Instead of unplugging all the gizmos that are plugged in for the TV to work, Vince put boxes in front of the open shelves so Addie couldn’t get to all the cords. Yesterday when he took the boxes back to storage, he said “Did you know one of those boxes has fabric?” NO! I had no idea. I really thought the fabric was all unpacked. Wrong!
It’s mostly big pieces of fairly ugly fabric that I am guessing was intended for backings.
When I’m finished with a fabric that I pulled from the shelves, I stick it in a pile in front of the sewing machine, with the intention of putting it back on the shelf with the proper color stack. That doesn’t usually happen til the stacks get so tall they fall over. While I was cutting hexagons for Nicole, she put all my fabric away and it was so nice and clean there.
The day she left . . the very day . . I unpacked another box and here’s the dreaded “ready to fall over again” stacks.
Maybe before this day is over, I’ll get those stacks put away. And if I’m lucky, there are no more boxes of fabric waiting to be unpacked.