...or, more accurately, the lack thereof. I am deep in the throes of cleaning out an accumulation of stuff in our spare room. If I get especially bold, I'll post a before and after. We fell into the trap of just shoving stuff in there, rather than donating it/filing it correctly/shelving it where it goes. Ick. Now it looks like something from reality TV, which is disturbing.
The only creative shenanigans I'm into lately are knitting in the car line - working on a scarf for my mother-in-law for Christmas. Did get up the nerve to go into our local yarn shops - we're lucky enough to have two - but was completely intimidated by the very competent knitters there. Must develop enough self-confidence to call myself a knitter.
Will work on that after the cleaning is over.


