Long before I started quilting I would take my MIL to the fabric store. She would come from Sweden to visit, and bring a suitcase which she would fill with fabric and take home (much cheaper here than there). I would browse the fabric stores, helping her pick colors and fabrics, petting, petting all the time. Little did I know that was the beginning of my quilty fancy. It all started with the fabric and it all returns to the fabric for me. I consider myself a MAJOR junkie yet I do not collect massive amounts of stash. I am very restrained in my purchases - I only buy something if it really sings to me, or if I am shopping for a specific project. That does not stop me from going to the fabric store and petting the bolts though! :-D