Paper and fabric
Dec. 10th, 2008 11:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
magidI'm continuing the declutterfication of my apartment, and realized again that I have a problem. Two problems, really: paper and fabric.
I have paper. Lots of paper. There's the obvious books - approximately 1800 of them in what's technically a one-bedroom apartment. And old paper, which I'm slowly sorting through, keeping the letters, recycling the old bills and statements (So far this week: 5 full bags of paper recycled, and a 6th is almost full.). There's the slightly more subtle, with far too many office supplies - cards, writing paper, postcards, pads of paper, stickies. And there's the theoretically useful - maps and stamps. My goodness, I didn't realize just how much money I had tied up in postage! And the smaller, yet shelf-taking, artistic blank books. (The plain ones I use. The pretty ones never seem to have anything worthy enough of sullying their pages for, so I have a number of gorgeously made pieces of book art that I should likely pass on, yet they were gifts and I treasure them.)
I have fabric. Lots of fabric. I have clothes, probably too many of them, though I did bring a couple of bags to Goodwill just before Thanksgiving (having missed the most recent clothing swap). It does not help that I tend to let the laundry pile up awhile before doing massive loads. I have cloth I've bought because it appealed, long before I acquired a sewing machine (which I need to start using more than I have been), though I had no particular projects in mind. A lot of it is folded up, but some fleece is on45-foot-long bolts, which are not easily fit into my space. I have more scarves than I could shake a stick at (as it were), though some of them could be considered usable fabric, I suppose. And I have yarn, waiting to be made into surfaces that are fabric-like. I thought I had too much yarn, then discovered there was another box of it high in the closet. Oy. Time to keep craft supplies more accessible, both so I use them, and I remember I've already got stuff to use when I'm tempted to acquire more.
I have paper. Lots of paper. There's the obvious books - approximately 1800 of them in what's technically a one-bedroom apartment. And old paper, which I'm slowly sorting through, keeping the letters, recycling the old bills and statements (So far this week: 5 full bags of paper recycled, and a 6th is almost full.). There's the slightly more subtle, with far too many office supplies - cards, writing paper, postcards, pads of paper, stickies. And there's the theoretically useful - maps and stamps. My goodness, I didn't realize just how much money I had tied up in postage! And the smaller, yet shelf-taking, artistic blank books. (The plain ones I use. The pretty ones never seem to have anything worthy enough of sullying their pages for, so I have a number of gorgeously made pieces of book art that I should likely pass on, yet they were gifts and I treasure them.)
I have fabric. Lots of fabric. I have clothes, probably too many of them, though I did bring a couple of bags to Goodwill just before Thanksgiving (having missed the most recent clothing swap). It does not help that I tend to let the laundry pile up awhile before doing massive loads. I have cloth I've bought because it appealed, long before I acquired a sewing machine (which I need to start using more than I have been), though I had no particular projects in mind. A lot of it is folded up, but some fleece is on