Bermuda bag! On sale now!
Just today I saw this field bag and these these bento bags--I tell you. I feel seized by irrational desire. I think I am subconsciously trying to contain clutter this way. Our house is filled with clutter. Piles! Stuff everywhere. And, you know, I'd like to be one of those zen tidy people, but I am not. However, a good container...a good bag...well, it makes all the clutter appear to go away for a while. Ahhh. That's better.
Yesterday, I took a new handmade enormous wooden crochet hook I'd picked up at Ram Wools and I made something...a while back, someone passed along some old sheets and remnants her mother had saved, and said she thought I'd find something to do with them. I contemplated getting rid of the box several times, but held out. I'd cut and ripped one threadbare white sheet into a big ball of fabric yarn a while back. Here it is in its new incarnation....it holds all those bits of paper with phone numbers scribbled on them, all those business cards that littered this area near the phone in our dining room until recently. We are old school--we still have a landline, with a pile of phone numbers near it. Now they have their own crocheted container/basket thingee. It's not a fine job, I'm no professional when it comes to crochet...but it is tidy for the moment. Ahhh. Bags. Containers. I see a green ripped sheet in my office, and I'm imagining its future now. If we can only contain it all? Maybe I won't have to go through it or throw it all away?!