I have got a frighteningly-large stash of fabric. There are shelves full of it here in the workroom. Some of the drawers in the bedroom are used for fabric and let's not even mention the boxes up in the attic. I've started being a bit secretive about exactly how much I have and when I intend to use it. "Oh, yes," I'll say "I know exactly what I'm going to do with that" and hastily change the subject. If you're at all serious about doing patchwork you'll be nodding your head and probably muttering "The attic! I never thought of the attic!"
|comment= The one domestic art that I like and am reasonably good at is cooking. I can just about paint a room or wallpaper a very straight one and I can make a (not very straight one) curtain or a (extremely non-straight one) rag rug, and I used to be able to knit a scarf but all these things I find so incredibly stresfull that my arms and hands and back get actually tense when I even start thinking about them... though I always wanted to be able to weave and patchwork!
}}
{{comment
|name=Sue
|verb=replied
|comment= I started patchworking when I had nothing and couldn't afford to let any scrap of fabric go to waste. I then started to appreciate what I could do with it and I find it very relaxing to do.