Sunday, 1 June 2008

A Beading Mess

This must be a beaders worst nightmare. A whole box of sorted beads falling on the floor. Must have been thousands of 4mm bicones.
I am sure it took me at least 4 hours to pick and sort them out again in their relevant colours. Sitting on that cold wooden floor really helped to get a numb bum. As for the silver headpins a few of them still remain in the grooves of the floor.
Another thing for my "to do list" - buy a handheld mini vacuum cleaner.


9 comments:

sound&fury said...

Oh no! At least it wasn't on carpet. The last time that happened to me I took it as an opportunity to have an extremely satisfying session with my vacuum cleaner. There's something about the little clanging noises beads make as you suck them up that gives a sense of a job well done. On the other hand there's the disappointment of having had lost all that beading potential to the bowels of the vacuum cleaner.

Helen said...

Do you live with me?? I just had the same thing happen yesterday. All over my kitchen floor. I gave up with the pick-up and pulled out the vaccum

Karma by Morgan said...

oh no!!!!! thats terrible I hate it when things like that happen.

Rosebud Collection said...

At first, I thought it was a new design. The colors were beautiful together..then I realized what had happened..That is awful..

Joy De Vivre Design said...

What a pain to have to clean up!

Paper Girl Productions said...

Yikes! I've done that before but I have carpet and they were all hiding.

Waterrose said...

What a beautiful mess... and what patience!

Substance said...

At least they weren't seed beads. I spilt more than half a hank of 15's a while back. I got up as many as I could, but a year later my 4-year-old niece (who's much closer to the ground than I am) was still finding them. She would say, "Here auntie, I found your bead!" with a big grin on her face. I always smiled and said thank you...and threw them quite vindictively into the trashcan when she walked away.

artemissne said...

I'm feeling for you! If it's any consolation, it almost happens to me daily. Ok, weekly. Ok, just when the cats jump on my beading table...or when I'm being a clutz!

Love your jewelry by the way, the indiego ads brought me here. :-)