Last weekend, I’ve tried my best in getting things organized a little bit more at The UFO Garage & Fabric Depot as well as at The Boudoir which are sharing the same space. I’ve still got some cardboard boxes left, but it’s looking much better now. (Sorry for the poor quality of the shots, I had to take the pictures using artificial light.)
The new plastic bins on the left, already filled with goodies
My fabrics are stored in a drawer cabinet, three big plastic storage bins and lots of smaller containers. I’m keeping my scraps sorted by size in recycled food containers (potato salad, chocolates, ice cream, egg salad – to name but a few). Oh, and a rectangular bowl used by photographers for exposing their films has become a home for the bigger scraps.
The cabinet – half a cubic meter of fabrics inside
One of the drawers – yes, they’re are all filled to the rim
(and yes, that’s a Dalek)
A couple of project bags
My blog is known as The UFO Garage & Fabric Depot. Let’s talk about the latter. (Edit: my former blog)
Of course, every decent UFO Garage must have a fabric depot aka The Stash. Mine is a cabinet of drawers which holds about two thirds of the fabrics plus a couple of big plastic bins and some plastic bags for the remaining third. The cabinet measures 1.20 x 1.20 x .35 meters. That’s half a cubic meter of fabrics, plus another quarter in the bins and bags. Not enough to open a shop but clearly quite decent for a single person.
Today I went through one row of drawers in my cabinet because I was looking for a special fabric. I found it eventually, but I also found the stuff nightmares are made of. No, not tons of ugly fabrics, although I asked myself occasionally why I had bought this special fabric way back when. The sheer amount of fabrics was what caused the nightmares. And this was only twenty percent of the cabinet’s contents.
Oh dear. I think I need a plan.
After finishing my UFOs and WIPs which are mostly hand sewing projects, I’m going to switch to machine sewing. This is a decision I already made a while ago as my eyesight isn’t improving with age. And I noticed my hand stitches aren’t as tiny and even anymore as they used to be. But this will also mean I’ll have to say goodbye to a lot of patterns I’ve got on my list. And – maybe – in the end I’ll have to sell some of my stuff because I can’t keep the whole lot. More nightmares to come.
OK, but first finish the UFOs, then nightmares.