Deeply amused at the amount of Tabu Spray Cologne that is apparently still out there. Maybe it doesn’t go bad? Maybe it’s like single-malt whiskey? Maybe it IS single-malt whiskey? Kind of a hi-test breath spray?
I am also relieved to hear from The Crafty Cripple about a website that is really doing the heavy lifting of our craft. In my previous post, I expressed dismay at unearthing an unfinished sweater at the Nashville flea market. Well, somebody else is worried about this, too. at The Unfinished Object Project Administration Service, they find new homes for Unfinished Objects. It’s an art project, of course.
There’s a Ravelry group here for the UFO Project Adminstration Service, so I encourage you to take pity on your great-aunt’s afghan and let it reach its ultimate destiny–even if it’s not at your own hands.
Other Important Estate Planning
As long as we’re thinking about ultimate destiny, I’m sure everybody out there has a tidy little will, right? But have you all considered the ultimate destiny of your most treasured possession–your stash?
Think about it: do you really want your beloved Koigu to end up under a table of Archie comics at the Nashville Flea Market? Do you want a guy selling your 16 skeins of handspun Corriedale to somebody for four bucks?
To avoid such an ignominious fate, go ahead and cook up a Yarn Disposition Codicil.
There’s a little form right here.
Your heirs will be frankly relieved that you’ve figured out the solution to one of the most dismaying problems a house-cleaner-outer faces: what to do with all THAT.
While you’re at it, a codicil is great for doing things like disinheriting people, and driving your executor crazy by saying that you’d like to give all your money away, in $3 increments, to charitable organizations that begin with the letter P.
Finally, in the last post, Gwyneth asked if I’d ever made out in an AMC Pacer. I WISH. IN MY DREAMS. I will confess to making out in a Dodge Dart Swinger, only because I ended up married to the guy who owned it.