Originally Posted by mom2boyz
Originally Posted by Favorite Fabrics
I think that he/she who dies with the most fabric... is still dead.
It's nice to have a bit of a stash. Adds color and purpose to a life.
But that much... is kind of sad. She didn't come close to using it up. I truly hope she got a great deal of pleasure from acquiring it.
I dunno... maybe it's just me, but the older I get the less desire I have to collect anything at all. I still like looking at pretty things, I just no longer feel the need to own it. Just looking is enough.
I wonder if I'm the only one?
As I am now in my retired years, I am feeling more and more like you. I look at some of the stuff I've purchased and wonder WHY, WHY, WHY did I ever buy that.
It's not necessarily just about fabric, either, is it? All sorts of knick-knacks, shiny jewelry, boodles of holiday decor... all of the stuff that just gets dusted and moved from place to place, or that gets tangled up in a drawer.
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