But what to do with the pile of little squares?
Well, as luck would have it, about a billion and a half years ago Aunt Chrissy and I were fishing around the Michaels dollar bins and we found these little cardboard boxes with our initials on them.
For a dollar!
And you'll never guess what fits in this little cardboard box with my initial on it as though the stitchy organizing gods themselves made it for that very purpose:
Man 'o manachevitz...I love it when a plan comes together!
Futzingday has begun, dearies! I'm off to the dining room table to do bills and paperwork, and then it's up to start sorting the studio! I suspect there's going to be a lot more petting of threads than anything else, but that is exactly what Futzingdays are for...right?