Cotton and quilting are addicting. I do not say this lightly. They are addicting. You will find yourself unable to walk past a shelf of cotton fabrics without reaching out to touch. You will lay awake at night wondering how that pattern you saw goes together.
But when you have gotten really bad you reach the point where I am. I call it
Wreckless Yardage.
Wreckless Yardage is a condition that causes you to sneer at fabric purchasers who come in and buy .2 or .3 of a metre. You want to grab them by the shoulders, shake them while shouting, "just buy the whole damn metre and be done with it, woman!" I do not buy fabric, EVER in less than 1/2 metre cuts. I have never made a fabric store lady figgle and wiggle a little, skinny slice of fabric. Hell no! Give me the whole metre! Hell, give me two! Or three, Ba ha ha, nothing can stop me!
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I now and then buy a fat quarter but frankly find them useless. I am not a fat quarter collector. I want YARDAGE! Now hand it over!
So, since there is no known treatment for this condition, the best way to avoid it is to simply not be a quilter. Just say no. Walk away. Set down your rotary cutter and move slowly away from the sewing machine with your hands in the air where we can see them. Nice and easy.
Going to quilt shows is a dumb thing to do if you are trying to get a grip on your Wreckless Yardage. Just sayin.