As I was packing, I had to force myself to get rid of the larger scraps. I don't know if you're anything like me, but I'll look at a scrap and if it's big enough to cut a facing or pockets I will squirrel it away. This time, I asked myself if I could honestly use the scrap if given 2 more years and if the answer was NO, it had to go. I filled an entire trash bag full of scraps!
I also took the opportunity to get rid of ridiculous fabric, like the extra yard of red poodle hair fur that I used to make Lee's Clifford costume a few years ago. I am on the edge about getting rid of the left over tulle from the Bjork swan dress because I imagine making a crinoline. Someday.
It's not like a hoarder... Oh, but that's probably denial speaking. In going through my stash I couldn't help but feel that I am one step away from living in complete squalor or becoming a candidate for TLC's Hoarders show.
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