While scrounging through baskets and drawers full of others' cast off yarns and fabrics, a chat started up between me and another woman doing the same at EB Depot.
She: "What is it with us women and foraging?"
Me: "Like in nuts and berries?"
She: "Yeah. I always feel like some cavewoman coming in here and scrounging up usable stuff."
Me: "Considering prices in yarn and fabric shops...."
She: "I know. But that's not really why I do it. Don't you have more than enough projects?"
I didn't even have to think that one through. I have tons of supplies, thanks to places like thrift stores, East Bay Depot and SCRAP. And not nearly enough time to do work on the projects I've started.
Me (sighing): "More than enough. "
She: "I think it's a genetic thing. In times of stress we women walk around with one eye open for usable goods."
Me: "Maybe. I know other women who go shopping when they're stressed, to malls. I hate malls."
She: "Do you hoard stuff?"
Me: "Do I? I've got drawers and boxes of stuff."
She: "Honey, some of us have rooms full of stuff."
Maybe that should have made me feel better, that others have this obsessive/compulsive hoarding condition or whatever you call it. But it doesn't.
I confess, I have this image of a coming disaster--a nuclear war or climate crisis where everything will break down. No electricity, no heat except burning what we . We'll actually go back to living like tribes. Kind of like that series Doris Lessing wrote about years ago (
Shikasta?).And I'll be the old lady with fabric and clothes and yarns to make warm things for people during a new Ice Age. Or else we'll start growing fur again....
I discovered YouTube by looking up Hugh Laurie and Alan Davies last weekend.
