When we were moving from KY to MO, I was talking to my editor about packing quilts. She said that someone had told her that if you wrote “feminine products” on the boxes, there was less chance of them getting “lost” than if you wrote “quilts” or “jewelry”. I told her that if I wrote “feminine products”, the movers would look at me and think whatever was in the box must be antiques and therefore, very valuable!
One thing I did learn with this move is to never write “fabric” on all the boxes that contain fabric. Not only did the packers and the loaders and the unloaders want to know why anyone would have so much fabric but Vince . . oh, my goodness . . he will never hush about how much fabric I have. He doesn’t understand that all quilters have this much fabric. Right, Vicky? 🙂
He’s Sicilian so I’m not going to use all the words he used. Embellish these statements with bad words and you’ll know what I’ve been hearing for the past three weeks!
- You’ll never use all this fabric in your lifetime!
- No wonder I have to work so hard . . you spend all the money on fabric!
- Why does any one human need this much fabric?
- How much do you think you’ve spent on fabric?
- Do you even know how much fabric you have?
So as not to be proven wrong, I intend to use every crumb of fabric in this house . . sooner rather than later. Not when we move out of this house but if we ever move again, he will be real surprised at how little fabric I have! For now, my stash looks way more overwhelming than it really is. I understand his concern but once it’s all neatly folded on shelves, it won’t look nearly so out of control; especially since it stacks two layers deep on those shelves and he can’t see the second layer! 🙂
The closet in the longarm room. There’s a a bit of batting and a bit of fabric. I’m not unpacking everything here but I have had to dig through some boxes to find some fabrics. Thank goodness I packed the fabric in an organized fashion.
I use the bathroom off the longarm room because I do not like the master bathroom upstairs. There’s a little bit of overflow into the bathroom.
The longarm room. There’s a slim chance the longarm will ever be set up in this room but you can see, I’ve had to dig through a few boxes here too. The fabric for Bears in the Farmhouse was not all packed with it and I still can’t believe I found it all — the red check, the red for the binding, the stripe for the border. I amaze myself sometimes.
There’s no fabric in these boxes. Some empty jars, some full jars, some wine bottles. Oh, wait . . there are a few fabric boxes. Those boxes stacked tall against the tan wall — I think there are 3 or 4 boxes that say fabric. But, I’m showing this picture so you can see the progress we’ve made. We have a path! It’s kinda like going to the library — there’s lots of stuff in here but we can walk around and see what’s on the boxes and we’ve convinced ourselves that we could actually find something if the need arose to find something.
It doesn’t seem nearly as frustrating as it did last week!