The First Step To Recovery is Admitting You Have a Problem

I admit it, I'm addicted to fabric. It's been a problem of mine for years that has resulted in a giant cedar chest, four large plastic bins, and 5 large cardboard boxes full of fabulous fabric backstock tucked away in my 800 square foot apartment. My boyfriend is, thankfully, very understanding. While sorting through some of the cedar chest contents, I found these old friends:



I think next week will find me making a few purses...