As a quilter, I’ve developed quite a fabric stash. That is I’ve got a lot of fabric stashed away for future projects. I have it divided into different kinds of fabric. Probably the largest category is “Reproductions.” I particularly collect and use fabrics that reproduce fabrics from before 1900. I even belong to a group where we exchange blocks and make quilts from the AnteBellum era to the late 1800’s. Some of the fabrics in that part of my stash are “eh.” I have them because they are useful and make good partners with others, etc. But some have become good friends. Some I love. I know that sounds silly, but I’ve really grown quite attached to them. And therein lies the problem. The evil fabric manufacturers only run fabrics for a season at best. So when you purchase fabric, you get it and then … it’s gone. Well, I’m down to the last bits and shreds of one of my favorites. And the problem was I have nothing that I’ve made with this fabric in it. I’ve given it all away. Then yesterday, completely by chance, I walked into a store that never has sales. And they were having a clearance sale. And … there was my friend. On sale! For HALF price. So I indulged and bought a whole yard. We’ve been reunited, my friend and I. This time I’ll be sure to make something for myself with this fabric. But I’m sure that I’ll end up giving most of it away.