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Culling and Doodling

Firstly, apologies for not posting anything this last week or so.  It was a busy, stressful time and I just lost track of the days.  Plus, I had nothing of interest to say!  Which isn’t unusual for me, let’s be honest.  I’m not exactly a thrilling person to be around (or read about)!  But the last week or two was focused on work stuff and other boring tasks and obligations.  I had some friends and family in hospital too, so that took up some time and brain power.  Basically, I didn’t have the “ooomph” to post anything.

I am currently on annual leave (thank the heavens!) for three weeks.  I just really needed time off – I was feeling like I was going to have a nervous breakdown or punch someone in the face (possibly one of those things, followed by the other).  I had time owing,  so I took it.  I was going to travel to Melbourne and have some time there, but decided to save my money and stay home and sort my shit out.

I have so much I want to do.  Most of it involves culling and cleaning.  LOTS of culling.  I have so much stuff and it is overwhelming me.  Most of it is just clutter and junk and silly little things I can’t get rid of, for whatever reason.  Today I went through my wardrobe (precipitated by me going to the op-shop yesterday and buying more clothes) and sorted tonnes of stuff out.  I made up three big garbage bags full of items I know longer need or want.  Shoes and handbags and pants and skirts and tops and EVERYTHING.  I seem to keep more handbags than I actually will ever need, in case I have a wedding to go to.  What kind of crazy reasoning it that???  If, in the event of being invited to a wedding, I find myself without a suitable handbag, surely I can just go and buy one at the time?  I don’t actually need to keep twenty of them in my house at any given time.  Plus, most of the ones I have are really old now and probably not in style.  Not that that normally bothers me, but it seems a bit ridiculous.

I have put on a lot of weight in the last year or so, so I really needed to bite the bullet and get rid of my “skinnier” clothes that I do not fit in to anymore.  While it pains me, and it does, these items are just sitting around, reminding me that I am a fatty.  I might as well get rid of them and use the promise of being able to buy more when I am thinner as an incentive to lose weight.  So, out they go.  I even have pants from when I was just out of hospital after my meningitis and they are like crazy small sizes.  I will NEVER fit into those again so why keep them?  The op-shop is getting LOTS of stuff from me this week.

I’m also taking the opportunity to sort my remaining clothes in to Summer and Winter stuff – storing the Summer items away in plastic tubs.  There are no in-between seasons for me – I am either freezing cold or warm.  Trans-seasonal does not exist in my house.  So I’m either in shorts or I’m in in thermals and walking around the house wearing a blanket. That’s how I roll.  It is still Autumn here but it may as well be the middle of Winter, as far as I’m concerned.  So, out come the jumpers and cardigans and long pants (ugh – how I loathe pants) and *shudders* jeans.  They all need ironing, mind you, so that’s the next big task.  I hate ironing and avoid it like the plague.  But I am not totally feral, so iron I must, if I don’t want to look creased and prove myself to be failing as an adult yet again.

My craft room will of course be on the list of things that need sorting.  It’s in such a state.  I will have to be brave and get rid of stuff.  I have a few arty-crafty friends who might take it off my hands, otherwise I will box it up and give it to the op-shop as well I guess?

Speaking of crafting…last weekend I spent a few happy hours at a friend’s house, having a lovely card-making day.  It was so nice.  Four of us brought our supplies and things to share and had great fun working away at our own little projects.  I’m not very good at working in a group, to be honest.  I think I am so used to creating on my own that I get a bit self-conscious around other people.  But I had fun anyway and made a couple of cards.  I didn’t bring a lot of supplies with me – I just wanted to finish some things off more than anything.  So I completed a couple of my “doodled” Little Peeps cards and I am reasonably happy with them.  One of the ladies at the table had a Big Shot embossing machine so we were able to have a go with that and create some nice backing papers and card (for example, the dotty white one I used in this Happy Birthday card).  We had some yummy lunch and caught up on each other’s lives and enjoyed some quiet, yet busy creative time.

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I stuffed up the stamping (of the text) in this one but it is ok I suppose…

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I won’t be doing any crafting this week, I don’t think.  I need to knuckle down and sort my life and house out.  I can reward myself later with some mess-making crafting.  For now I have to concentrate on culling and de-cluttering, sorting and organising. Not nearly as much fun, but definitely necessary for my sanity and state of mind.

Sorry for this boring post – just didn’t want to be neglecting my blogging duties altogether.  Have a happy weekend and Happy Anzac Day (tomorrow) to my fellow Aussies and Kiwis!  Lest We Forget x

Vintage Finds and Funnies

Vintage Finds and Funnies

My Mum has sold her house (hooray!) and we are madly scrambling to find her another house to move to.  No easy task.  My Mum is not what you’d call fussy, but she really wants to find a place that she can call her own and that is new without being super modern, older-style but not falling to pieces or in need of lots of TLC.  We have been viewing lots of properties but none have been suitable yet.  Or in the right price range (ie cheap) or in the right suburb.  So for now, we are just trying to get her own house sorted out and packed up so that she is ready to go when the time comes to actually lock the door for the final time and wave goodbye.

Helping her clear out a bedroom this weekend I came across some vintage books that had seen better days.  Most of them were falling to pieces so weren’t really worth saving (as much as it pains me to throw books out – they were practically disintegrating) and many of them were encyclopaedia type books where the information in them was incorrect, outdated and in some instances very racist and wrong!  I did however keep a few pages where I could, to use in craft work and card-making.  There was a nice children’s encyclopaedia that had a few colour plates in it :

 

 

The Alphabet pages were charming but also quite funny in places.  For instance:

 

I’m not sure what “spending a penny” means in your country but in England and Australia it is a colloquialism for having a pee!

 

 

Poor Winifred…I’m not quite sure why she’s having to drink out of a drain pipe!

 

 

I don’t think Keith is particularly big or jolly.  He’s not Santa!  He’s a rather effeminate little boy…not that there’s anything wrong with that, I am quick to point out.  Love the bathers!

 

 

I also managed to salvage a few pages of sheet music and lovely, colourful maps.

 

 

 

Hiding in a cupboard was a little gingham pony I had made years ago.  I’d like to say I was only a kid when I made it, hence the rubbish sewing, but it was only a couple of years back so I’ve no excuse.  The dear little thing is a bit deformed – I haven’t got the heart to throw him out 🙂

 

So, Mum and I are unearthing a few treasures and a lot of junk.  It’s amazing the stuff we accumulate (I know where I inherited my hoarding from!).  It’s nice to find old treasures though, and have a good old clear out.  Maybe it will take having to move out to get me to tidy up my place!