Ok, now its my turn. The issue is that the remodeling is not finished, the contractor has disappeared and we are getting antsy, nervious and grumpy at each other because of the situation.
All the stuff from the rest of the house is in the den and bedroom while the other 3 rooms are having wooden floors refinished and new bookcases installed. We are still waiting for new doors to be received and also installed.
In the meantime, we are tired of tripping all over the boxes of stuff and FABRIC everywhere. Also its very incriminating to a certain quilter when suddenly one's husband realizes how much quilting fabric is owned by his beloved... I tell him "this is nothing dear"...in those quilt magazine articles on famous quilters and their studios and they have tons more...
Honesty when I look it, I do have alot of fabric..but I will never this admit to HIM...(he doesn't read this blog so my secret is safe).
I started to organize it by color, fold and stuff it into the cubby bins I had installed in my sewing room. After just unpacking my third bin (6 bins left to go), I realize it is alot of fabric because its all not going to fit in the drawers.
I need to down-size my fabric holdings, donating the ones I'll never use to a guild or something. I have stuff from the early 1990's that are VIP pastels and calico's, but I can't get rid of it, I am a pack-rat. I know I will never use those now, my tastes have changed but damn why do I project some emotional attachment and sentiment into every piece of fabric I own? I think I need therapy.....