“Being ”contented” ought to mean in English, as it does in French, being pleased. Being content with an attic ought not to mean being unable to move from it and resigned to living in it; it ought to mean appreciating all there is in such a position.”
I realize that he was really talking about contentment, but the idea still applies. I do appreciate all there is in my own attic. I am pleased when I look at it. Yes, a little embarrassed by the vast amount of it, but I do use things eventually, so I am not going to feel guilty.
Right now, it makes me happy to look at it. I’m sorry the pictures are dark, but it is an attic, lit by two bare lightbulbs. It has terrific “attic ambiance.”
SPECIFICALLY FOR QUILTING:
DRESSMAKING, RUGS, AND OTHER PROJECTS:
DENIM AND UPHOLSTERY (and a few other things):
Obviously, I didn’t get to this part of the attic yet.
This is a corner of my sewing room. There are a few other boxes, totes, piles of unfinished quilts and fabrics, too. AND… after I “finished” cleaning out my stash and had the attic all clean, I found two more totes to be sorted and two more totes of 2″ strips. Also, a tote of gingham and two totes with quilt patterns and gadgets. I stuck them back out of sight in another, darker corner of the attic.
There you are… proof of a clean and healthy stash, just waiting to be put to good use!