rain man was bookless...i'm wordless

well. i am still here. still sorting. still sifting. sometimes delighted with forgotten treasures. sometimes not delighted with forgotten "treasures"! oh my. i have been uncharacteristically wordless; made mute by the sheer quantity of things i need to sort through - even my extended family has noticed. they call and ask what i'm doing. still sorting, i say. recently, they have stopped asking. they know what the "before" was - and frankly, i think they doubt there will be an "after".

my studio has not been sorted, purged, cleaned thoroughly in 5-7 years. it has been the respository for all my crafting and thrifting purchases...a room i love to sit in and admire the things that inspire me. the thing is - i can't work in there - it's too crowded and very not zen!!! so i will not stop until this project is finished. or until i expire. whichever comes first. and i have been doing this since january, just so you know.

oh! this is one rediscovered garage sale find that i'm thrilled with. last summer, i ran across a sale by a family who had owned a hair salon. they used these plastic open containers on the counters for scrunchies, barrettes, etc. they were mine for a song and how i love them:)

(i promised my husband i'd finish within the calendar year. better get back to work...)