Still cleaning out the stash room

When my grandmother died, I was going through a crazy quilting phase. I figured I could make small, wall hanging sized quilts from her clothes or small quilts from her stash fabrics for myself and my siblings. Well, it’s become apparent that my siblings aren’t interested. I have one aunt that is somewhat interested but only if I use the leftover fabrics from her wedding items. Most of the fabric is not suitable for quilting or making anything but 1970’s polyester pantsuits (although there is a 4.5 yard piece with the reciept tucked in. She paid $2.40 in 1942 for it from Woolworths). I’m inclined to throw out everything that I wouldn’t feel comfortable mixing in with my existing fabrics. The hard part is that since I’ve stored it in airtight bins, it still smells like her house. I just need to buck up and do it.

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