Hahaha ckcowl..DH told me I woke him up the other night. I was sitting up in bed, pleating, draping, and patting the blanks over and around him. He asked if I remembered any of it but all I could think of, was that I had dreamed that I was laying out a quilt for sandwiching.

I KNOW I need to work part time just to get out of the house and be among people, but I wish I had more free time to spend in my sewing room. Hmmmmm maybe a housekeeper......

I love my addiction. Honestly though, through my addiction my family has gotten some lovely usable items!

Maybe DHs need something like Al-A-Non perhaps Quilter-A-Non?

I have learned to embrace my addiction and let it have free range ( to a point). Nothing gets me out of bed faster or makes me travel far distances like the hope of great textiles.

(Does anyone else notice tile patterns in public bathroom floors look like quilt blocks? Obsessed? Not me!)

That's so hilarious! I have a couple of pictures on my phone of bathroom tile floors!! ROFL!!!

I was joking about my addiction with my doc. He looked at me very seriously and said, "Quilting is therapy."