>Another day with the organizer on Wednesday. We’re making lots of progress, but I have to tell you this whole process is exhausting (sorry, Jenn — I know she’s reading this!). I find it amazing the projects I’m finding. What’s more amazing is that I can tell you what was going on in my life when I was working on most of them. One I found from when my mom had surgery about 8 or 9 years ago was finished except for attaching 3 charms. I guess I must have put it away because I didn’t have a beading needle in the hospital, and I kind of lost track of it. I plan to finish that up as soon as I finish posting this.
Another is the small project I took with me to work on in the waiting room while my dad had his radiation treatments for the brain tumor. Needless to say, there’s some upsetting memories associated with that one, so I’m not sure when, or if, it’ll be finished up. Although it’s been almost six years since he passed away, I still haven’t gotten to the point where I can even think about those days without crying, so I’m not sure if working on that project would be a good part of the healing process or not. I’ll address that another day.
But as the subject says, evidently I have a type. My task while Jenn was here yesterday was to sort and organize all my tapestry and other needles that I had in this nifty multi-drawer unit I’ve had for awhile. Here’s the end result:
If you look carefully at the top row (please excuse the glare from the flash), you’ll notice 5 drawers full of size 28 needles. Evidently I prefer to use 28s in stitching. And, evidently I don’t need to buy any of them or any other type of needle in the near future.