Like many of you, my stash grows on the thought that one day I won't be able to afford to buy any more so I better get it now.
I find myself looking at it and dreaming of all the things it could eventually become, then comes the thought of actually using it, and well, I end up losing my nerve because it looks so nice and neat on the shelf and all. I'll still pull fabrics out and group them for "something" before I put them back, but that's as far as it gets pretty much.
Sometimes it's fun, sometimes it's frustrating, but all around, I'm glad I have it all. :)