I’m obviously living under a rock. Do you know what the definition of SABLE is? ”Stash accumulated beyond life expectancy” HANDS UP! Who can relate? This could refer to yarn or fabric or art supplies or anything we collect actually. Another thing learned from too much time spent on the Ravelry forum.
Last year I went to a ‘rummage sale’ that seriously changed my (craft/sewing) life and way of thinking. This lady died unexpectedly and after her death, her quilt/craft peeps helped her husband gather her crafting supplies and stash and had a rummage sale. No exaggeration, there was a single stall garage AND the entire back porch full of fabric and yarn and books and thread and elastic and whatever else sewing/knitting/quilting/crafting related you can think of. Yards and yards and YARDS of fabric. Big bags of 12-18 balls of the same yarn, same dye lot. She obviously had big plans for getting things done – and I’m sure she DID get a lot of things done.
After I made my purchases (I had to go to town to get more money to PAY for my purchases), it really struck me how she had all these unfinished ideas, unfinished projects and most likely, unfinished dreams. I also wondered why she acquired so much stuff and if it felt heavy on her shoulders. I think I wondered this because MY stash sometimes feels very heavy on my shoulders.
Over the last 10+ years, I’ve made a conscious effort to downsize and that includes my stash. If I continue in my virtuous ways, and if I am blessed to walk this earth for a longer length of time rather than a shorter length of time, I think I can reasonably and honestly say that my SABLE is not a worry – not a concern. I would reasonably estimate that I have no more than a 2 year stash at present time (at present production level!). I must say…..if feels fabulous. Yes, I’m pretty sure I no longer have an excessive ‘stash accumulated beyond life expectancy’ anymore and that’s a good thing (Martha).
And just because I know my sisters are interested, yesterday I did two handed swings with my 16kg (35 pound) baby for the first time since surgery. I ONLY did 50 swings, and I felt every one of them, but it felt good to hold that big bad yellow kettlebell in my hands again. Here’s a picture of ‘them’ lined up in front of the little house fireplace.