I have a problem. I’m addicted to buying fabric. OK, and if I’m being honest, patterns are a bit of a problem, too.
I realize that many of you have similar “problems.”
Look at all of the fabric I’ve received in the last week from Girl Charlee and Fabric Mart:
I actually had an order come from Mood, too, but that is for a very specific special project that shall not be named, and the fabric shall not be photographed and shared until later.
And you know I’m not sewing at this fast of a rate these days. Nor have I ever, really.
After combing through my stash for an appropriate fabric to make a dress for Cheeks’ birthday, I realized within my probably ~1000 yard stash, I have no fabrics of appropriate weight and yardage. For serious? I incredulously informed Mr. 5, and his response was a very appropriate “Are you f*cking kidding me?”
It’s making me yet again rethink my approach to buying fabric.
As I waited for the Fabric Mart order to arrive on Friday, I realized that enough is enough. My expedit is filled to the brim with fabric, and I can’t find one suitable cut for a dress that takes 4 yards of a lightweight woven?
There comes a point when the “too much” is not just about the money (which, of course, is also a factor. I keep myself on a monthly crafting budget which I adhere to 90% of the time). I love finding and ordering cool fabrics, but finding places to put everything is giving me anxiety.
Stashing (hoarding, if you will) is about having the materials on hand to enjoy your hobby; not about having SO MUCH that you will never be able to use it in your entire life…so much that your family will have to figure out what to do with it after the life has finally left your currently busily sewing fingertips.
I feel like the latter is what is starting to happen to me. And I don’t want that. I just want to enjoy the time I have in the sewing room, but I am bogging myself down with stuff. Why? Out of fear that I won’t see that neato fabric again? Probably. But there is always more fabric…
This especially hit me since receiving my first fabric order this week: I quietly brought the package into our home, into my sewing room. In the past, I have excitedly shown Mr. 5 my new textiles with glee. If I have come to a place where I feel like I almost have to sneak them in out of guilt, there’s a problem.
A real problem, instead of one with quotes.
I, Jess, publicly pledge that I shall buy no more fabric in 2016, unless it will be immediately used for a specific project*.
I have plenty of fun impulse splurge fabric in my stash to last well past the next 6ish months. *Fabric gifts are OK. Hint, hint. :P
If anyone cares to join me, we can chat about our shame here, or you can see me over at the Fabric Fast thread on Pattern Review. :)