I purged my stash several years ago (when we moved to new house). Felt pretty good actually. Gave it to the quiltin' church ladies.

Now I keep it to a minimum--but ONLY so I can yell at my husband about all the crud he brings home (did I mention the pontoon boat in my front yard? The one with the holes in the pontoons? Did I mention that we aren't boaters?) Now he can't say to me, "Yeah, but you have all that fabric." Ulterior motive for sure. . . :P