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Yes, I Can!

I didn't want to brag too soon, but yes, I did clean up the stash last weekend.  The best way for me to motivate myself was to set a certain length of time and then go at it for just that long and then stop.

So mid-day on Sunday while I was doing the laundry I moved all six bins of yarn from the room I store it in, often referred to as my mess, to our bed.  Now there was a plan here.  If I wanted to sleep in the bed that evening I'd have to finish.  I couldn't dilly dally around.  (Like I've said before I enjoy looking at yarn; it inspires me.)

During the time it took one load of laundry to dry in the dryer, (about an hour) I finished the job.  When it comes right down to it, I spent more mental energy thinking about this task then doing it.  Here are the results.

My stash is managed again
There are six bins in total.  What it hard to see are the clear plastic bags I used to put colours together as well as to separate acrylic from wool yarns.  In the back and white bag (something my mother made for me) are a few completed projects that need a home.  Having it slung over the back of this rocker seems appropriate, since they are just hanging around any way.

Then there are the remainders
On the tray in smaller plastic bags are the leftover bits. Storing the mini-stash in this way makes them easy for me to see so they aren't forgotten.

Thank you kind readers, your knowing I had a mess to address moved me to organize it.  Yes, I can, manage my stash, at least for this month.
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