Hold the presses. This is extraordinary.
Turns out that these fabric baskets are the perfect container for the envelopes that clothing patterns come in. Like— the perfect size. And suddenly I need five or seven more of these baskets than I planned to need. I already thought I would need fifteen. Now I need twenty-five. (And I’m finding that the scraps from making them make great Christmas stockings, too — and the process of making them is different than the bags I’ve been making, but parallel in some ways, too.).
But this is what happens, I suppose: I’ve realized that these baskets are an organizational boon. They hold the standardized size of Molskine notebook o like. They are the right size for the geomancy journals/casebooks I bind by hand. They’ll hold a massive number of Fat Quarters each; many sewing enthusiasts make them in themed colors so they know what kind of fabric is stored in them. I don’t know that I’ll get that far. But I might.
And I’ve just realized that they’re often the perfect size for storing projects-in-process. Each bin is the right size for finished squares of a quilt that haven’t been assembled yet. Which means that having spare bins on hand to store the quilt parts in, is not a bad thing.
Even better, it feels tremendously powerful to be able to make my own storage solutions. No more plastic bins needed. I make my own storage systems now.
