I had to do something. I drank the kool-aid and went to that quilt shop closing sale three times now. All I did with the fabric was to photograph it for you and toss it on my quilt room table.
Good for you, not good for me!
So I went in there today, wrapped all the pieces on backer boards and tried to find a place for them to live until called upon for duty. It was not easy finding an opening. Anywhere.
And to make matters even worse....well not exactly worse......here are the fabrics i brought home from Alaska. Don't worry, they are for pillowcases, and just enough for pillowcases, nothing more.
It seems I have a freestanding bookcase of Modern and one of the built in bookcases with everything else. And I have boxes of stuff in other places too so don't think this is all of it. I have about this much in a total of 4 other places. But we won't talk about that, will we.
I feel like President Clinton at the height of Monica Scandal: "I did not have sexual relations with that quilt shop."
.........maybe Frank will write a book and run for President..........