Everyone has such wonderful stories. Here's mine. I began sewing when I was 13, making my own clothes. That's the only way I could have new clothes. Dad would give me my $1 allowance and we would go to the five and dime and I would pick out fabric and pattern. Fast forward,,,,got married had a baby......got divorced, married again, had another baby, well...life got in the way. I married again for the 3rd time to the most wonderful man in the world. Anyway after 19 years in the same house we had to downsize. Moved to the country where the only soul I knew was my best friend of many years but she still worked and I was retired. Spent 3 years gardening. First year met a gal that grew organic veggies. She became a good friend. She invited me to the yearly Jubilee that had a Quilt Show and she had one entered! My mouth opened wide and I could not believe all the beautiful quilts. I bought a little iron from a vendor that had a quilt store one town over (about 19 miles), they were out of the iron but were taking orders. She called me when they came in. I went to pick it up, signed up for a class, bought a machine on layaway but could go and sew with it at the shop anytime!! Well, you all know what happened. Almost 6 years and $20,000 later I'm still at it. I am 67 and all you ladies that started younger....I envy you for having so much time to learn more and more. I love learning new things. My DH has never said a word about my fabricholicism. All he says is "if you're happy, I'm happy." What a guy, cause I could go on a serious guilt trip. Here's hoping I outlive my fabric. I don't buy so much anymore. My NY's resolution was to finish the things I've started. So far I've spent 2 months cleaning and organizing. I could just go on and on..........OH, MY....seems as tho I have.Bye, katie