Most of the trauma straps end with the end folded back and sewn to itself. As time has gone by, I have saved the ends of a bunch of straps. The other day, as I have been moved by Covid-19 isolation to get organized, I decided to use a bunch of the ends in bags, using them in a random fashion. Here is what they looked like.
Our six-year-old grandson, Hunter, got a Swiss Army knife for his birthday. After misplacing it several times, I recommended he never just put it down. To reinforce this idea, I made him a tray to put at his bedside. I recommended he keep the knife only in two places: his pocket and the tray. I showed him that his tray was just like the one I use for such things in my bedroom. Since I made one for him, I also made one for his sister, Pippa, who said she was going to put her necklace and headband in it.
Hunter’s Pippa’s Tad’s
In anticipation of retirement, we bought a Sprinter van, fixed by Roadtrek into an RV. One of the things we learned right away is the importance of being organized, living in such a small space. We decided it would be good to have everything we need for the laundromat in a single bag. It is lined with a plastic box, in case of spills. Now, when it is laundry time, we just have to grab it and the clothes and head off.
Here is a departure from my usual bags. I started making bags to find a use for trauma straps that were otherwise ending up in the trash. Years later, we were eating lunch in a little South Asian grocery store with a little restaurant in it. They had big rolls of nylon straps for sale. I was unable to learn what Indians might use them for but I bought a roll to see what I could come up with.
Here is a picture of the bag I made. I modeled it after a shopping bag we bought when we were on vacation in Mexico in 1992. It has been such a great bag for us for all those years that I decided to recreate it. I have now made two of them and they are great for larger volumes like going the beach. No trauma straps but a fun bag.