I think it all started back when I used to scrapbook. I hadn't yet begun to quilt and for a couple of years scrapbooking was my craft of choice. My favorite part of scrapbooking (other than the photos of my kids, of course) was the beautiful papers. I loved the colors, the textures and the patterns, and I bought as much as my small budget would allow. They looked so pretty stacked up and ready to go that I didn't want to use them and if I did, I saved all of the scraps. When I discovered the joys of quilting, my interest in scrapbooking waned, and now I'm left with a ton of paper and a big plastic bin full of scraps. I should probably give it away or at least let my kids use it up, but I don't. Someday I plan to make a dent in that 9 year backlog!
|A sampling of my scrap baskets.|
I love my scraps, but this morning, while tidying my sewing room, I made a discovery and it occurred to me that my little habit might be getting out of hand. Last spring I made a quilt using a fat quarter bundle of fabrics in blue, red, and cream. The quilt had a lot of star blocks and after trimming the seams I was left with hundreds of triangles which I promptly threw into yet another basket. Over time I inadvertently covered the basket with fabric, wool, and pattern ideas and there it sat for months, until I excavated it today -- I really must tidy more.
|Very small triangles.|
The problem is that these triangles are small, really small, so small even I can't believe I saved them. The smart, time-saving, healthy thing to do would be to throw away the triangles and maybe even some scraps from the bottom of my first scrap basket (circa 2003). After all, I've got mountains of laundry and bathrooms that need cleaning, not to mention two Halloween quilts that I need to wrap up (still working on that whole finishing thing) -- honestly I don't have time to mess around with these tiny scraps. To the garbage can! Hurrah! Freedom!