I make it way harder than necessary when trying to remember an important bill, RSVP or deadline. Those typically stay buried in small (okay, not very small), unsightly stacks on my desk or in jam-packed manila folders on my husband’s. If I relied on string alone for everything I am supposed to remember, it might look something like this:
(Yes, I actually took the time to do this)
The Mr. and I have talked about remedies for a few years now, but we’ve never followed through… u.n.t.i.l.l.a.s.t.n.i.g.h.t.
Sometime last year my little Rummager scored old sheets of cork in great condition. We’ve used them as platforms to display and photograph small items for resale, but now we put them toward their intended use.
We each selected a frame from the stack in the back of our closet. I went with a rickety rectangle and he went with a sturdy (mostly) square.
Both of our frame selections were a bit awkwardly shaped for the size of the cork, so we had to do a little slicing, dicing and stuffing. I ended up with 3 perfect squares and 2 slivers for each end. I didn’t want so many visible seams so I wrapped the end pieces with scraps of old burlap we had and I stained the middle panel green for shits and giggles. He glued a firm backing to his cork and then wrapped it entirely in burlap after stuffing it with some left over cotton sheeting from our Mission Rocker project (shiver).
Two glasses of wine and several good tunes later, we each came up with something different and fun from remnants around the house. Freshly organized and no strings attached.