Fun to have a laugh and make fun of ourselves. On a more serious note, remember the poor family who had all that fabric to unload after someone died? As I recall it was hundreds of pounds of fabric, literally a store full, in a "private collection". There is no way in the world that woman was going to be able to use all that fabric. She probably didn't have enough friends or family to give it to either. So I wonder what was the point? There were thousands of dollars wrapped up in fabric and notions that could easily end up in the dump. So do we find joy in the buying of fabric or the sewing? A little of both probably. Collecting fabric to use sounds like a good idea and I love looking, but hoarding is a mental health issue.