I finally took it upon myself to organize my fabric...take inventory, really. I had this medium-sized rubbermaid bin that I thought would be plenty big for my stash. And it was... at first.
I tried to fit the nicely packed bin under my bed, and I couldn't push it in because there was a bag in the way....full of fabric. Ugh.
So I had to reorganize and squish. There. Tried again to fit under my bed. Guess what? ANOTHER bag in the way... full of more fabric.
Long story short, had to get a bigger bin. But now the fabric is organized.
Part of me just loves OWNING the fabric. I'm so attached to some of it, I can't bear to cut it up and actually make something of it. That's weird, right?