I Thought It Was Over

I was cured...I thought.  I had an affliction, or maybe it was an affection....for fabric.  And then I moved.  After packing it, moving it so I could load it, loading it, unloading it, putting it somewhere, putting it somewhere else, then moving the boxes so I could get to other boxes, moving it again so I could make room to put the stuff in the boxes where the other boxes were sitting...after lifting it, carrying it, toting it and sliding it, I was done with it.  Once it was unpacked and finally arranged I thought I didn't need any more fabric.  I thought my obsession with fabric was over.

Turns out, time dulls the memories.  Sore muscles heal and slowly, in those quiet moments I found myself thinking about fabric.  And then Tammy emailed me that the Yoshiko Jinzenji fabrics had arrived.  I first saw her new fabrics at quilt market in Salt Lake and fell in love with them.  When I saw her fabrics again that deep place in me where those secret fabric desires live was awakened.

I popped onto Tammy's store, Marmalade Fabrics, and stocked up.  I can't wait to see them in person.  They're so unique and I love working with fabrics that are different and interesting. Tammy tells me they are selling fast.  I'm not surprised.  Take a minute and check them out.

I picked up a few other pieces too.  She's got so much great fabric, it's hard to resist.  Who am I kidding...cured...I'm sicker than ever!

Though, when the box arrives, I might get someone else to move it.