Changes are still coming, but I've been putting off completing them because I've involved myself in other life changing activities.
In the midst of all the upheaval that is affecting just about every aspect of my life, I decided to divest myself of most of the fabric I have collected over the past 15 years. I say collected because it really is just a fabric collection. I've always promised myself that I would use it. I had great plans for it all. Quilts for my kids, loved ones, and charity. Quilts to be made because I fell in love with the fabrics and needed a justification to buy it.
Yes, while I've come to love quilting, I can say that I started the hobby because I loved fabric and needed a reason to buy it.
One comes to certain realizations, they get ignored for awhile, and then one decides that they can't be ignored any longer.
I don't know if it's because of my age, general unhappiness with the state of my affairs, or all out boredom... Maybe wrapped up in all the possibilities is my fear that I am a hoarder?!
I am also facing the realization that I will never have a place to put my fabric besides in my basement. I'm never going to have a dedicated sewing space and ample storage space. (I've not given up totally on achieving these things, but I can't see that they are going to happen any time soon.) We need to do other things with our basement besides store my fabric. I waste a lot of time and money keeping up with it, like cleaning the totes and keeping it pest free.
I've been talking about going through it for a couple of years, but I knew the anxiety it would cause to consider getting rid of any of it. First of all, I've spent a ton of money on it. I hated to think of it what might happen to any of it out of my hands. I'm actually quite embarrassed by the amount of fabric I have. Once I make a decision to do something, it's best to get it done fast before I change my mind and start talking myself out of it. I'm not saying I won't have remorse.....
My son helped me bring it all upstairs. OMG! My husband and kids are actually quite annoyed with me and have every right to be. I'm sure everyone I know is doing the math and seeing a trip to Disneyland that we never took or other things because I was buying fabric.
I've been going through it a tote at a time. It's killing me! I touch each piece, see quilts that I could make from designs that pop into my head, can't remember for the life of me buying it, put pieces in the keep and give away piles, agonize..... The process has been on going. I keep more than I give away and then the next day I give away more than I keep.
The other part of this process that I'm dealing with is realizing all the UFOs that I have and figuring what to do with them. Most people aren't going to want any of my projects that I've started and that are in various stages of completion. What a waste!
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