One of these days soon, the Needlework Hoarders truck is going to pull into my driveway and gloved workers and a camera crew will spill out and walk up my path. Then I'm going to be that person who peers out her front door, clearly perplexed at why anyone would want to remove any lovely stitching items from her house.
Things are getting bad, people. Really bad. And it's got me thinking.
On TV Hoarders, they're always postulating that the hoarder in question has had some issue with loss or some other deep seated emotional problem that won't let them stop buying or bringing home stuff. But I know that's not my case. So there must be something else. What makes me buy designs, threads and fabric when I know that my current stash will last WAAAAAAAY beyond my lifetime? And my current stash is all stuff that I genuinely like, because I weed out my supplies and donate the unloved stuff every single month, like clockwork.
OK, so what makes buying more stash so darn irresistible?
I've given this a lot of thought and when I was having dinner with a couple stitching buddies of mine, I aired an idea out.
My friends tried to tell me that stash is just a "collection" and that
sifting through our stashes and fondling the wonderful threads and
fabrics is enough to make us keep adding to our collections. And I kind
of get that, but I don't think I can get the collecting mentality to
work for me if the rationality of it feels faulty. In my opinion,
needlework designs and supplies are meant to be used, not collected. So my brain has to make some kind of psychic leap to explain why I keep adding to my stash.
Here we go...
I buy cross stitch stash because in my head, I believe that I've already stitched it. It's so sensible. I don't have to fret about when I'll actually ever stitch something because in my head, it's already completed. It's a wonderful type of self-deceiving rationalization.
Should I round out my collection of BBD monthly mini stockings? Why, certainly! Because - voila! My mind thinks that just by purchasing them, I've actually finished them. No need to feel guilty about this, because they're already mentally done. (I've actually stitched two of them. Two of....38? Yeah, that sounds right)
I can't think of any other explanation. Because in other parts of my life, I am so NOT a hoarder. There's nothing I love better than clearing crap out of my house.
Well. Except nice china dishware. It seems to multiply magically. And cookware. But let's stop right there, ok?
And now it's almost the end of the year. I may not be back to my blog for a couple days, so I'll wish you all A Happy New Year. May 2013 be filled with happiness and health and lots of time for stitching and if you want to buy some new stash this year, you have my blessing. Because guess what? In my head, you've already stitched it!