Sooner or later it had to happen. My obsession with fabric brought me face to face with dreaded existential questions, demanding answers:
Why did I buy that ugly fabric?
and further:
Why did I buy so MUCH of that ugly fabric??
and most terrifying to ponder:
What am I ever going to do with all that ugly fabric???
Being a quilter, I knew there was only one way to slay the demon beast ... cut it into pieces! Armed with my rotary cutter and shielded by my Omnigrid ruler, I went to do battle on the gridded green field, where all quilters must prove their worth.
To be continued ........
Why did I buy that ugly fabric?
and further:
Why did I buy so MUCH of that ugly fabric??
and most terrifying to ponder:
What am I ever going to do with all that ugly fabric???
Being a quilter, I knew there was only one way to slay the demon beast ... cut it into pieces! Armed with my rotary cutter and shielded by my Omnigrid ruler, I went to do battle on the gridded green field, where all quilters must prove their worth.
To be continued ........
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