I belong to a wonderful online quilting group called StashBusters. It is devoted to encouraging its members to use what they already have, rather than spend more money on yet more fabric or tools or patterns that will empty the bank account, take up space and cause regret. We are not the stereotypical hoarders of reality TV infamy; we just love fabric and what we can make from it for our own enjoyment and to share with others.
Recently, we had an online conversation about what happens — or should happen — when we die. Horror stories were recounted about dead quilters whose lovingly collected stash was tossed in a landfill because grieving, frustrated and overwhelmed relatives did not recognize its value. Value, of course, means many things. It can mean ca$h value, obviously. It can mean emotional attachment. It can represent a cache of hopes and dreams invested in the warp and weft of the fabric. It can embody a deep-seated belief in the future, a certainty that I will be present on that new day and that I will live (and sew) that day to its fullest.
I am an Old Broad. I am 67 years old. I do not know how many new days remain to me. I have no family. My fabric stash — also the books, the CDs, the pets, everything I treasure — may end up thrown away, forgotten and never used or appreciated. I hope my executor gets to my home before my landlord can bring in a bulldozer to clear it out to make ready for the next tenant.
Which brings me to 2013 — the year of enjoying what I have — my fabric stash; my friends; my beloved Brownie, the dog, and Cyndi, the cat; my books; my talent (such as it is) — and using what I have to the fullest. An added benefit is to make it as easy as possible for those who survive me to deal with the detritus of my untidy life.
2013, for me, is devoted to wiping the slate clean (not to mention cleaning my
Scrutinize = evaluate and be realistic.
Keep = what is loved and will be used.
Toss = the maybes, the somedays, the what-was-I-thinking, the guilt.
Prioritize = choose and finish.
Steady = one seam here, one quilt block there, one sentence, one paragraph and soon I am done.
Sort = I will never use what I cannot find.
Done = the goal.
Fun = the process (and why I do these crazy things).
I believe in tomorrow. I believe I will be here to enjoy it. I am open to the new. I will not be imprisoned by the old. I will finish what I have begun.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from the Old Broad and her Chronicles