When I started pulling back on buying fabric (just because it was beautiful, or....) DH would insist I get it (he even scouts around and finds fabrics he likes). I told him I will die before I'll use up all this (and my stash is all in one cupboard) and he said, "Then it won't matter, will it." None of my daughters sew (one used to and maybe she will again when she retires). Gee, it may go to my quilting group of 5 or to a charity that does quilts. Wouldn't that be awful. In the meantime, I can dig around and come up with the perfect quilts called for because my cousin's grandchildren suddenly don't have a mama any more, or an adoption finally went through, or...... We're not weathly (we live in the top of a barn for very little $$) but we do what we want. Quilting is what I want to do, and DH is my helper (especially when quilting on my DSM) as well as doing his own thing (he sings with groups).