The Quilt I Won't Make
This last month, after spending sweat, tears and $14.00 in supplies to make a tiny jean picnic quilt, I realized that it's just not worth it. Which is a hard thing to realize when you consider that I've carefully saved, cut up, and moved my t-shirt squares to Texas on the hope that finally, finally I was going to make my sentimental college t-shirt quilt.
Turns out sentimentality is a pain. So I took pictures of the squares I cared about and then {wince, grimmace} threw them away. My great aunt Dona would maybe be disappointed, but probably not. I have a good job, I can buy blankets, and I get frustrated when they don't turn out, and even when they do turn out--they're just okay.
So there you have it. I don't have a t-shirt quilt. I just have the memories. What do you think? Is stuff just clutter? Do you remember better when you have physical evidence kicking around? What knickknacks do you let yourself keep and what do you toss?
This is the face of my BYU physics professor. Someone in class did the art and collected quotes for the t-shirt.
Aw.....Divine Comedy t-shirt. The big pink one.
Turns out sentimentality is a pain. So I took pictures of the squares I cared about and then {wince, grimmace} threw them away. My great aunt Dona would maybe be disappointed, but probably not. I have a good job, I can buy blankets, and I get frustrated when they don't turn out, and even when they do turn out--they're just okay.
So there you have it. I don't have a t-shirt quilt. I just have the memories. What do you think? Is stuff just clutter? Do you remember better when you have physical evidence kicking around? What knickknacks do you let yourself keep and what do you toss?
Comments
I'm a packrat. I have an extremely difficult time throwing practically anything away. :/