I can *FINALLY* say that I finished and sent a care package that I have been working on since before Christmas, which used up 6 skeins of yarn I had bought, re-used a shipping box and tissue paper that the in-laws had just sent, and got rid of a few other things we had assembled to go in the package. That took longer than expected. With that out of the way, I finally finished the "cozy" curtains I planned last year, which used up 4 pieces of fabric I had set aside, though technically I took 4 things and turned them into 3 things... but they are hung up now and look cozy and comforting. I used some scraps and another bit of fabric from my stash to make slipcovers for some throw pillows to match, which pulled a-dozen-or-so buttons out of the button jar, too. So not technically "gone," but de-stashed nonetheless.
Last week I drove over to my mother's house and returned the coat she left here ages ago along with a box of candy she forgot to take at Christmas.
DD11 has discovered scrunchies (which are apparently making a comeback,) so a few fabric bits that I might otherwise have tossed already are sticking around a little longer to get cut up for those.
I solemnly vow that the room screen and giant back of trash that have needed to go out for.ev.er. will actually make it to the curb this week.
Now I am back to working on a crochet hat that I started in December, that would really benefit from a form that is tucked wayyyyy in the back of "the scary closet," so maybe I'll start working on pulling stuff out of there next. (But I'm stalling, because EVERYONE was shoving EVERYTHING in there as we "cleaned" before Christmas. I just hate the idea of opening that door and letting all that ugly back out into my spaces.)