we have 3 sets per bed. No ironing.. blech! Your local animal shelter would like the excess sheets for bedding..
greyswan said:
we have 3 sets per bed. No ironing.. blech! Your local animal shelter would like the excess sheets for bedding.
The local homeless shelter will take them as well.
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Oddly, no homeless shelter here. Animal shelter yes. I will call around and find a charity that can use the sheets. Old blankets and beadspreads will make good animal shelter beds. I ripped up some of the fragile sheets to make temporary curtains to hang, looks much cleaner than the tattered old ones. Just looks cheerier during tours. Someone suggested making bears and bunnies from the torn chenille bedspreads to sell. Not sure about that.
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Maybe not you, you won't have time, but those chenille bears are cute as can be! Maybe some crafters group (think retirees) would like that. I ship my mother boxes of fabric for her 'ugly quilt' group. They make them for homeless people. And they make 'surgery pillows' that are used by patients to hang onto when trying to stand or sit up after abdominal surgery.
Oldish towels? I just stayed at a place that turned them into bathroom curtains. They're already hemmed, you just turn them over the curtain rod, level out at the right length and sew a rod pocket into them.
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Alibi Ike said:
They make them for homeless people. And they make 'surgery pillows' that are used by patients to hang onto when trying to stand or sit up after abdominal surgery.
When my kids were 8 mo & 20 mo, we had just moved halfway across the country. I was in the courthouse in the new town to get our licenses and filling out some paperwork. Suddenly, I have a severe pain in my head, faint, and when I come to, one of the ladies from the license office has called 911 to come get me. On the ambulance, they have a small stash of these "comfort bears" that were made from rags or blankets by some Ladies' Auxillary (sp) for kids who are scared on the ambulance. My kids, who were terrified at this point, held onto these bears quite tightly. When we got to the ER, I couldn't remember my name; had no idea what the name of the new company was where my husband worked; didn't have a cell phone; and my license was from out-of-state. Those bears kept my kids comfortable and occupied until daddy showed up. To this day, 10 years later, I have NO IDEA how they found him.
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