My not so secret addiction

I am completely addicted to fabric.  If you could see my mom's spare room, you would know I come by it honestly.  :)  I'm pretty sure there is nothing more exciting than going on a vacation and exploring new fabric stores, or at least ones you don't get to often.

This last weekend I was away for a couple of days and managed to sneak away from my kids long enough to peek around the local fabric store.  I just loved every minute.  The choices were different from what I have at home and it took all of my resolve not to go a bit crazy. 

The one thing I find is that inevitably every time I pick up a few bolts of fabric and take them to the counter, the ladies working there think I must be making the most mismatched quilt possible.  It never fails that they tentatively ask me "sooo... what are you making?..."  and then the relief that spreads over their face when I explain that I don't actually know, I just have a fabric addiction.  :)

And then they look happy because they know I'll be back, but I won't, at least not until my next vacation...