I'm skiving off tidying the sewing room for a possible influx of emergency guests over the weekend. As I was expecting Big Sis, who has cried off due to a long term concert ticket (to quote her: 'Magdalena Kozena, the Orchestra of the age of enlightenment with her pet squeeze Simon Rattle conducting' I think I'll hide in her handbag!), the bed is free and it's no more work than it would have been... Except that there was a lot more mess lurking in there than I was expecting!
Anyway, about the attic/loft...
What do you do with failed projects? You know, things like half finished garments that the customer never came back for fittings for, that the kids grew out of, or that you lost the lining for? Not so dead you dare to bin them or cut them up for quilting, but no longer quite in the Un-Finished Objects pile? You pop them in a plastic crate and hoist them into the loft, where they can fester quietly until your grandkids find them when they are clearing your house after your last marble departed and they moved you into a nursing home before they murder you for squirreling away the minutiae of their lives!
Hehehehe! Problem shelved! ;)