I finally decided it was time to deal with the 800 pound gorilla in the corner and start sorting the various bags of floss I own. They are all over the house, unorganized and I keep buying the same colors over and over. And we're not talking ones you use all the time. These are totally random colors. And, in those giant bags, there is always the risk that the labels will fall off and I won't know what number that shade of fuschia actually is.
I didn't go so far as to put them on bobbins yet. I have them in ziplocs, sorted by numeric rance. I figure, start small. It helps to have them at least that way, then I can at least go to a bag.
Still not buying any stash. I found another skein I needed for Lost Spirits. I need to get a skein of 920, but will wait for that. It's crazy how I have all this floss, but never what I need. I need to do something about my floss sorting technique. I found random skeins of various over-dyeds and silk threads in the mix too. There was the remains of a skein of Dragon Floss from an exchange a few years ago. Two skeins of needlepoint silk--what in the name of all that is holy did I buy skeins of pansy purple and goldfish orange silk for? Anyone got a clue? Obviously not anything important. I don't mix silks and cottons as a rule, so I have no clue.
And I did find out, via the insurance company website, that my little car is totalled. It was kinda exciting on Monday to think of the possibilities, but now I am just sick. I really did love my car. I know it wasn't a Rolls or a Mercedes, but it was mine, that I picked out and I bought all on my own. That was important to me, because it was the one thing I got on my own and didn't owe anyone for it. All my young life, I dreamed of a black car, and I wanted a Neon since they came out with them. I had hoped, when I got it paid off and paid off some other things, to pass it on to someone who needed a good car to give them a leg up in life (I don't care what anyone else thinks, sometimes having a cute car to roll around in gives you a boost of confidence, and I always felt adorable when that car was clean and freshly washed). But that's all gone, and I have to start over again. And this is not the time to be trying to get a car loan, thanks to the banks. I have decent credit, and I ended up in a screaming fight with the bank who holds my current car loan. It slays me, I pay ALL my bills on time, I paid the bank extra all these years, and it's "we're sorry, because you have high CC bills, and you work two jobs, you have a higher risk of default." They weren't worried when they were upping my credit limit, and they never turned down the extra payments I sent in because I work two jobs for something to do, now it's a problem? I didn't create the mortgage crisis and I didn't add to it, by not buying a house, and it's still kicking my butt. So, OK, when I get my payoff check from my insurance company, I better get a letter from the bank that states I paid that car off. And I will keep working my two jobs, and I will pay my cards off, and, when this credit crunch is over, which it will be (I'm certain of that), I'll remember this.