No, it's not a collection of toenail clippings.
Or a stash of bellybutton lint.
But this has to be equally weird - I save thread.
Let me clarify - this is not thread on a spool. Yes, I certainly collect this, but we all kind of collect spools of thread in order to be able to feed something through our machines in order to make them work.
No, this is a collection of stray threads.
All the cut little pieces ranging from 1 to 10 inches long typically, sometimes longer if I desperately need a bobbin and decide to sacrifice a color by unwinding the entire thing. I guess I should call it a collection of spent thread since it's usually thread who's usual purpose is shot.
So why in the world am I keeping all this stuff?
It's not even easy to keep! You try collecting threads for a day and let me know the best way to organize them so they don't make a furry mess over everything. It's impossible!
I've taken to clearing off a spot on the floor and then every time I break a thread and hide the tails, the left over bits get thrown on the floor in that spot. Over time if I'm working on a big quilt the same color will get massed up in a pile, which can actually be quite pretty:
almost - synonymous with hoarder after all. I don't really save or use scrap fabric, but stray thread? Gimme Gimme Gimme!
But the worst thing about my shot thread addiction is I'm going to try to addict you!
Check back by tomorrow to see how to make something really pretty with the pile of trash above. It's all the leftover bits of orange, red, and yellow thread from the blazing sun on Emergence.
Just so you don't have to go searching - click here to find the post on what I did with all my threads.
Let's go quilt (mindfully keeping all stray threads in a neat pile as we go),