Someone who assiduously clips coupons and hunts for bargains at the
supermarket, but buys untold yards of fabric, regardless of price.

Someone who pays to have the ironing done, but thinks nothing of
standing for hours pressing twenty yards of fabric for a quilt.

Someone who sees life through the eye of a needle, and that is a very
special thing.

Someone who is bored silly hearing about other peoples' dumb hobbies
such as sky-diving, motorcycling, or stamp collecting, but constantly
fascinates everyone she comes in contact with by sharing her quilts
and quilting experiences.

Someone who has not been able to balance her checkbook since March
1979, but can figure the yardage requirements for a Log Cabin Quilt
and have just enough left over for a pin cushion.

Someone who enjoys sewing a quilt, but hides the mending until the
garments are either outgrown or out of style.

Someone who cannot see cobwebs hanging from the ceiling, dust balls
under the bed, or a sink full of dirty dishes, but can thread a size
10 needle in the dark.

By: Anonymous

Hmmmmm, can anyone here relate?