Ever since the beginning of the year we’ve been trying to do just a smidgen of tidying and sorting out around the house. If you could see my house you’d know we’re talking baby steps here, possibly not even quite steps, more cruising!
We’re trying to de-clutter a bit, to rearrange the girls’ toys so that they can see the wood for the trees, and most of all, we’re trying to rediscover our studio from underneath the piles of things popped in there to keep them out of the way of two sets of tiny exploring fingers. We never quite got it straight before Elma arrived and once she made her appearance, well wouldn’t you rather play blerum with your new baby than work out how on earth the contents of one pleasantly full art studio and one similarly well endowed sewing/knitting/crafty room were going to fit into the same little conservatory?
Everything that’s arrived since the two became one has I’m afraid to say tended to just be stashed in a corner or put in a bag and hung on the back of my chair. A lot of the time it’s been knit or sewn up fairly promptly (and not just because I’m afraid of the weight of the bags over balancing me), but there are only so many hours in the day if you consider a modicum of sleep a useful thing.
And so I’ve started at the top of all the little piles of bits and bobs and it turns out I’ve come up with a genius plan, and possibly a whole new concept to boot.
At the very top of the pile was a pile of squishy orange yarn, a prize from Kat’s competition a year ago, destined to be made into the Octopus Cushion from Kat’s Crochet at Play. I thought of the yarn cupboard bursting at the seams, looked at the rather stuffed bookcases, wondered where on earth I was going to store it all – and picked up my crochet hook.
And so that’s my new plan; don’t worry about where to put it, just make it. I’m going to call it Slow Tidying. I think it could catch on, to go with Slow Food and Slow Eating. I mean it’s so much more fun than ordinary tidying!