Yesterday I thought it might be wise to start accumulating the things I need to take when I go to Jeannine's Gathering of Embroiderers next week.
Obviously, since I'm a stitcher, I think about supplies first, clothes second.
Anyway, I had gathered a number of things when I thought it might be nice, for once, to take scroll bars with me. I always prefer to stitch with my linen or canvas or congress cloth supported, but frequently you don't know what size scroll bars you should have before you get to class. Generally I end up stitching in hand for the day or so I'm in class, then come home and mount the linen. For once, I thought, maybe it would be nice to start out with everything all mounted up.
So I dove into the stash room to locate some spare scroll bars.
I didn't have any spare scroll bars.
They're all occupied.
I didn't think much of it, just came back downstairs and clipped the 40% off coupon from the Michael's ad, then hopped in the car and headed out. Major success--I found one of those sets of scroll bars that have something like seven different sizes AND it was a set that still has the tapes rather than the Velcro for mounting my linen. I came home triumphant.
And then it hit.
I have a blue gazillion sets of scroll bars and they're all occupied.
Well that's a scary number of WIPs and UFOs and things that go bump in the night.
I should probably do something about that.
Do you suppose everybody could just stop offering lovely things that I really, really, really need to stitch?
Sigh . . .