Saturday, December 3, 2011
I heard something calling my name.
Last night, I headed to the fabric store. After I picked out several flannels and had them cut I headed up to the front of the store to get in line to pay for my items............but wait! I heard something calling my name. I looked around to see where it was coming from, and there it was. A piece of fabric calling my name. I wandered over to it and just couldn't stop myself from touching it. I really wanted that piece of fabric, it kept telling me I should buy it, but I had my limit. I started to walk away..........but I had to go back and look again. It was begging me. I touched it again, but decided I would just have to come back for it another time. I went and got in line, and as I stood there waiting I kept looking over at that piece of fabric. It was still talking to me. I resisted the urge to buy it because I really had no use for that piece of fabric, and I have several cuts of fabric already that I don't have a plan for, but I kept thinking of all the things I could do with that piece of fabric. I left the store without it..........but I woke up this morning thinking about that piece of fabric and whether or not it is still on sale, and whether or not I should go back and buy it today! I think I figured out something I could make out of it............I think I will go back today and see if it is still calling my name.
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