I started organizing last night. It went fairly well.
I managed to go through an entire box. I pulled out, by my estimate, $50 worth of fabric. One piece was something I dyed, so I don't know if I should just redye it, or pitch it, because it was pretty ugly. There was a quilting kit in there too. I bought that in 2001, but I decided that it is finally time to level with myself and realize I won't quilt. I I also found a catalogue from 2004, that box of crayons, and a book about Presidential children, that I think I need to finish before I relegate it to the thrift shop.
I decided that that box will be where I, at least until they overflow, store my kits and the odd-sized charts. That's a big help, as my current filing system appears to be by when I bought it. That is not a good system, by any stretch. I am hoping, soon, to get the leaflets better organized than I had them. The horse binder is in good shape--my horse charts are in there for the most part--and the dog leaflets, because, and the dogs will strike me dead for this, I just don't have many of them, but I have tons of cat charts, and others and then those wierd charts that define simple classification. I have lots of those. But I intend to get organized. I will get new binders, I will get new sheet protectors, and I shall be neat. But, if the trend of finding fabric continues, I need a box for fabric. *sigh*
On another note, I am making great progress with the stocking for my SO. Considering I can not work on it on the weekends, it's coming along great. This is from a now OOP August 2005 issue, and it's pretty. I would say I am probably a third of the way there, even with the blending filament, which I detest. I don't know, now that I got that one project finished, Stoney Creeks just aren't "impossible" anymore. And the wierd thing, even before I finished M'deer, I HAD finished another SC. I finished it when I was 20, and I seem to remember that it was not easy, but it wasn't impossibly difficult. It was only when I got around other stitchers that it got "hard". But this is not hard at all. Interesting how experience changes us.