I had some of those anchors hanging around my neck. I will admit, some I just bundled up, put into a trash bag and into the dumpster. I stood by the dumpster for a while waiting for the end of the world. But quess what? Nothing happened. No one cared. I felt wonderful. I also had a Dear Jane. All the blocks with patterns in little plastic bags I bag a gallon of money for. Gave it all to some one else when I realized I am never going to get one of these things done. Sometimes you just have to take something off your bucket list if it is making your life not as enjoyable. Now I have one unfinished quilt and that is OK with me.