Whoa. That's a lot of bins. Day 136.

So, I never thought the day would come, but I have found a type of yarn that the cats desire and crave even more than wool. Think this isn't possible? All those smells, those woolly, delicious scents. Well, I've got one word for you: Angora.

Who would have guessed that my kitties would fall head over tails for the glorious smell of one of these little guys:



Luckily my sister came over last week to help me with the great OrganizationFest of 2011. Amazing as my sewing room is, I have been struggling since it's installation with were to put things away. It is a small space, now made smaller by massive project. At the end of each project I have to tidy up, and put all of my tools and materials away, which is fine, but, I as I just mentioned, I didn't really know just where to put the stuff.

Jenny, the great organizer, asked me to come up with some goals, then she would come over, before returning to her fourth semester in Law School to get everything organized and in its place in one fell swoop. We started the day making a list of everything that needed a home, then making a list of the sizes of the possible homes. Off to the Container Store with great anticipation the great OrganizationFest of 2011 was underway. After learning that the Container Store has nothing useful, unless you are buying into their Elfa system, or need to put away 1. specific things, 2. small things, or 3. kitchen things, we went to Target and hit the Organization Jackpot, much to both my, and my sister's surprise.

Finding appropriate homes for my yarn, fabric, tools and the like we loaded up our bins and found that we needed a seeing eye dog. By some miracle we made it to back to the first floor, to the checkout line without incident.



After playing a bit of tetris we fit them all into my '96 318ti BMW, making only one trip. While many joke that the "ti" stands for trunk impaired, I say to you, "Suck it." We can fit more stuff in my ti than in any of our other car, quite possibly including the X5.

Less than three hours later, we turned the eye-sore into a totally usable space.

In order to appreciate the greatness of the new space, I must share the befores, as embarrassing as they are, in addition to the afters.


The sewing room in its new-found glory:




The sad sewing room before:




The left side of the sewing room closet before:


The left side of the sewing room closet after:


The right side of the sewing room closet before:


The right side of the sewing room closet after, pattern paper now properly contained:


The Yarn Buffet, now just the Buffet filled with Buffed appropriate items, and not one strand of yarn. All of the yarn is now categorized by color and fiber in the sewing room, in the right side bins under the sewing table:



So now, even though the kitties have found their new found Angora love, my yarn, and my sanity are saved after receiving a lot of help from my sister.

Bunnies be gone, at least from my kitties minds.


Thank you Jenny!