Fabric Addicts Anonymous

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Yes, it's true. I'm one, you're one, chances are most of the people on this list are one. Consider the following clinical substance abuse criteria, substituting "Fabric" for the substance:

TOLERANCE:
A need for a markedly increased amount of the substance to achieve the desired effect: "I'll take 5 yards of trim, please. Actually, make that 6. Well, how much does it cost, again? Well...OK, I'll take 10 yards. wait. Do you have a discount for buying the whole roll?"
WITHDRAWAL:
The characteristic withdrawal symptoms for the substance: "Oh, look! A fabric warehouse, right off this exit! Can't we stop, please? Please? Just for a few minutes? Please? I'll pay you!"
LENGTH OF USE
The substance is often taken in larger amounts and over a longer period than was originally intended: "That red stuff? Oh, it's been in the closet for over a decade. I'll get around to making it into a dress, someday. But come over here and check out this linen I found! 12 yards, for $6 a yard!"
LACK OF CONTROL
There is a persistant desire to cut back or unsuccessfully control substance use: "I can go to Jo-Ann's and not buy anything! Sure I can!"
INORDINATE EFFORT INVOLVED
A great deal of time is spent on activities necessary to obtain the substance: "So, who wants to tag along on a 6-hour road trip to Mill End Fabrics with me?"
SOCIAL WITHDRAWAL
Important social, recreational or occupational activities are given up or reduced due to substance use: "Honey, when are you coming out of there? You've been sewing since 9:00 last night! Don't tell me you skipped class again?"

Well, now we know. Is there a cure? I sure hope not!

Courtesy of Andrea di Pellegrini (Drea Leed)

You know you're a fabriholic when...

...you tell everyone to check with you first before they start any project because you probably have what they need somewhere.
-- Lady Andred Leichester

I am sure you guys can imagine this. When my mother died we found fabric that she had bought as a teenager with the tags still attached. Her dining room table was a large pile of fabric stacked with a board on top and a cloth thrown over. She had two bedrooms stacked floor to ceiling (literally) with with so much fabric you could barely open the doors and there was no way to enter the rooms. She had as much fabric as would stock a mid sized fabric store. I took some of the interesting stuff, her serger, the stack of drawers full of thread, the cutting boards and rotary cutters, beadis and beading supplies, real jaconet and dotted swiss, wools, velvets and corduroys, reels full of entredou and lace. My sister took the two large filing cabinets of patterns, the highboy dresser filled with DMC floss (over 2,000 skeins), bolts of aida cloth and linen, the display full of tole paints the sewing machines, quilting supplies, knitting and crochet yarns and supplies, and the majority of the fabric. I let my sister take all the sewing and craft books ( about 60) since my mom gave me the ones I wanted before she died. We awarded my mom posthumously with the "She who dies with the most fabric wins" award.

Peldyn