Today I tackled my "Box of Tricks". This is a big plastic tub in which I've stored anything I buy or make for mixed media work. It was full to overflowing. I also had a couple of smaller plastic project boxes that hadn't been cleaned out since their projects were either finished or scrapped. There was also a boot box of ribbon and a smaller plastic tub of ribbon, as well as two full, ribbon-filled, plastic grocery bags. I ended up with the equivalent of a one and a half-full green garbage bags for the thrift store, and a half -full bag of garbage. Doesn't sound like a lot, but it represents 4 1/2 hours of steady work.
Doing the work gave me lots of time to think. I thought about how much money the stuff represented. It had been purchased over 30-40 years, in mainly smaller purchases, but when added together, the total was frightening. A lot of the stuff had been leftover from previous projects. So I both remembered those projects, and mourned the memories. This was a sad day. Not only am I grieving over the loss, I'm also being forced to accept that I will not live long enough to use the stuff. I don't have that many years left.
So a lot of battling emotions: relief at getting the job done and getting the stuff out of the house, and sadness at the need to do so.
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