DESTASHING: The "art" of finally letting go of treasured baubles and stuff.
I love destashing. It gives me another chance to discover things I thought I'd lost, to reorganize, and to get ready to find new homes for those little babies I've been hoarding for way too long. I loved them in the beginning, but today my styles have changed just enough that I don't use the same beads and findings. But somebody can! And I have way too much stuff! (Is there such a thing where beads are concerned?)
I do most of my shopping on-line at favorite "stores." Thus I have accumulated some items that perhaps were not what I thought they would be. Have you ever bought way too many of the perfect bead and when it arrived it was NOT the chartreuse you thought, but lime green? In the destash basket. How about those clasps that are way cheaper when you buy a dozen, but you only ever used eight? The orange daggers that "came in" sets of five strands, but you only need three? In the destash basket. Or the chrome seed beads that are perfect for spacers, but you had no idea how much a quarter kilo amounted to? In the destash basket.
I do several DeStash Events throughout the year, so I periodically update my DS baskets and trays. Right now I'm getting ready for a bead retreat where 75 women gather to bead, take classes, learn from each other by watching and informal chats, and eat. Lots of the latter. But many of us bring things to "liquidate", shall I say, so if we sell something we often bring home other people's treasures too.
The energy is AMAZING for that weekend. I always take bead projects and spread out my tools, beads, findings, and light, but I get so distracted. I make a few things but I find myself wandering around the room several times per day to see what is being designed, invented, tweaked, auditioned, mulled over. Mostly the latter. And see what other people are liquidating. . . I wouldn't want my stash to get too small, after all.
Here are a couple of the baskets and trays that are in the "think I'll take that" stage. Do you see those lime green beads? And the daggers?
It's been a couple of days, and I think I have sorted all I can. I packed up a couple of plastic totes with towels and placemats between the trays. There are paper plate "shopping carts" for those who need the beads I'm movin' on out. I found some polymer clay buttons and charms I did a while back. They're still fun so I had to save a few. (I might knit. Someday.)
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