Ya'll, I cannot believe what I just did.
There's something funny about how being unemployed will drive you to go shopping. I'm not sure what it is, but I witnessed it with my friend Colleen, and I thought she was nuts. Now, I totally get it. Being stuck in the house, all alone, with nothing to do will have you dreaming up reasons to get out like you can't believe. The other day, I drove 20 miles to Old Navy to buy socks. It's 95 degrees here and I've worn nothing but sandals for weeks. But I needed socks and it couldn't wait until the next time I was in that area, I needed them right now.
So I decided it was time to start sewing again. The only problem was, I was completely overwhelmed by the state of my sewing room. Not just the mess, the biggest problem was the massive volume of fabric that I had absolutely no desire to use. Most of my fabric stash was bargain rack and thrift store finds, which meant it was cheap, but I didn't especially like it. Obviously, it's not a bargain if you aren't going to use it. It was completely depressing to find a cute tutorial and then discover that I didn't want to make it after all. Even the Flea Market Fancy I had never got used because it either wasn't a large enough piece, or I didn't have a coordinating fabric.
So, off I went yesterday to the local quilt shop and to Jo-Ann's, armed with the patterns I've bought but never used (because of the ugly fabric). I bought fabric with each pattern in mind, and laid them out together when I got home. Then I got to work cleaning out my sewing room.
I got rid of all my old fabric. Well, almost all. I kept about six yards that I really loved, and boxed about roughly 90 yards of fabric for the thrift shop. Then I FreeCycled the entire contents of my scrap basket. It filled up an entire kitchen trash bag, and I mean
stuffed full.
See? That's all that's left. That scrap basket used to be piled all the way to the shelf above it, and the shelf with the large yardage was the same. The only thing that survived unharmed was my fat quarter sized pieces. I can't tell you what a relief I feel, not having to look at those purchases I regret.
From now on, I'm only buying fabric I love, and only with a specific project -that I plan on doing next- in mind. No more fabric regret.