Last night, I had plans to go see a movie, but then my friend cancelled. This was good, as I got back from work quite late, and was just looking forward to lounging around pointlessly.
I'd sewn a few seams on the pink shirt, but was feeling too lazy to actually finish it. (Plus, I need to go buy the right colored top-stiching thread.) So, I was pulling fabric out of my stash, looking for something I could make a wearable muslin with.
Here's the traumatic part: I pulled out some fabric - but I have no memory of how this came into my life. It is really pretty, shades of pink, green and black. It is relatively new, I think. (In the stash for less than a year.) But that's it. I can't remember if it was a present, or if I bought it, or anything.
Ahem. This is rather sad. I am either (a) losing my mind or (b) buying too much fabric.
I can't solve (a), but for (b), I have the new stash rule: 3 things sewn for every 1 purchased.