Do you have as big a problem as I do with being a pack-rat? I give you my sympathy if you do… it’s quite a condition to live with! I look at something others would call junk, and I see beauty… OK, potential beauty! Like, “I could sand and paint that piece of wood for the rec room,” or “I could sew that scrap of fabric into a cozy pouch for my guinea piggies or tie it around a wreath,” or “I might actually wear those ratty pantyhose some day!”
Who am I kidding?! All that junk only piles up and stifles me. Eventually it will choke out my last breath of creativity… I’m going to fight hard for it though, you can be sure! To a certain extent, you can’t be creative without material to work with. I’ll never back down on that! But too much stuff can be more of a hindrance than a help! Especially when those pack-rat value-seeing tendencies extend beyond the domain of craft/DIY supplies, and start worming their way into other categories of stuff! Like, for example, worn-out clothing!
I wear pantyhose whenever I wear dress shoes, which happens at least once a week, to church on Sundays. Now, I’m extremely picky about what condition they’re in. I will not wear them if they have a catch, I could not wear them if they’ve been scratched! Not with a run, not with a tear, not in the sun, not ANYWHERE!!! (Sorry, I’ve been doing too much babysitting lately! 😉 ) Anyway, I hope you get the drift! The only problem is, nice sheer hosiery with Lycra, that Mom taught me about, costs about $7 a pair. And every Sunday, life seems to slash a claw at my brand-new, fresh-from-the-package, $7 pantyhose. So before bed, if my rigorous check-over deemed the day’s pair of pantyhose unfit, they would make their new home in my wastebasket! This system seemed to work well for me, until Mom’s wallet started to protest.
Mom told me that if I actually throw out each pair of pantyhose after wearing them only once, she’d start to buy me cheap ones without Lycra! I was horrified!!! This would be far worse even than wearing (GASP) Lycra hosiery with a catch! And so a new habit was born. After the day was over, I’d toss my hosiery in the laundry. Then, when they came back clean and fresh, I’d inspect them. If I grudgingly had to admit that they passed, I’d fold them neatly and place them carefully in my drawer. (Mhmmm…) If they were awful, I threw them out, but if they were at all debatable, I let them lay around my room for up to a month before stuffing them in my “rejects” drawer. I might wear those some day, right? Some day once I’ve truly conquered my pride?!
Well, I’m ashamed to admit, that day obviously hasn’t arrived yet! Recently I discovered this horrid nest of past-their-prime pantyhose lurking in my bottom drawer, and I decided the day of reckoning had come! I sat down and dug in with both hands. In the end, I was left with a huge pile of hosiery that was unfit to be called human clothing, but was perfectly functional in every other way. (If there is any other way for pantyhose to be functional, other than to be worn!)
I really couldn’t bear to throw out the whole pile. (Even though it hurt less after all these years of piling up!) So, I decided to braid them into a tug-of-war toy for the dearest, most annoying/lovable canine on the planet- my dog Riley! 🙂 There really was no science to it at all, besides the basic skill of a braiding. So… Hang in there for a quick tutorial! 🙂
What you need:
-10 pairs of pantyhose (3 different colours)
Divide the pairs of hosiery into bunches of three, sorting by colour. Hold them all together at the toe end, and tie them together with the remaining pair. Use this pair to form a handle. Once the nine pairs are secured at the toe end, divide them into three parts and braid them together. (Each braid “part” should be six “legs” thick, with both toes from each pair attached at the top.) Tie the ends in a knot, or secure with an elastic or another pair of pantyhose.
Now go see what your dog thinks of his/her new tug toy! 🙂 It was Riley’s new favourite toy while it lasted. It was easy to grab for him, and gentle on his teeth. I liked that it was stretchy, and helped to keep my joints intact.
Disclaimer: Do not leave your pet alone with the toy. He/she might tear it up, eat it or choke on it.