You cleaned out your sewing room? If I did that I would never find anything again. I don't count my UFOs. I look at it this way. Every bag of scraps is a mystery to be explored. When I work on a quilt or whatever, I sometimes get bored so I go from one to the other. Then the work is always fresh. Eventually I get quite a lot finished but it's like giving up old friends. Then I look into my stash and begin dreaming of all the new friends I can make. Ain't sewing grand.