You know you're a quilter when...
Perfect strangers point it out:
A complete stranger walks up to you at the store and states, I know you are a quilter and you get this really dumb look on your face and they snicker and say, you are covered in strings and upon looking down, your jeans are covered with thread!
You go to the grocery store with the thimble pad still stuck to your finger, and the cashier wonders where she can get the new kind of band-aid.
You have to use a sticky roller before you leave the house....and you don't have a pet.
You know you're a quilter when you go to pick up your kids at school and you have bits of thread on your clothes and in your hair.
You know you're a quilter when you go to get fingerprinted for an upcoming adoption and the clerk says, "I bet you're right handed and a crafty person." Shocked, you ask how she knew that. She tells you that you've worn down the fingerprints on your left pointer and index finger to the point where they're almost non-existent. Who'd of thought...
Your stash threatens to overtake your house:
you will never have enough fabric, EVER!
you have more fabric than anything else in your home!
when you have to buy a 12' x 10' shed to store your fabric that will no longer fit in your house.
You share the love:
When your license bracket on the back of your car says...
"Obsessed Quilter...will brake for fabric"
Your granddaughter would rather play in your fabric scraps than anywhere else!
You start seeing quilt designs in everything:
You see designs on the floor of buildings and think "what a nice block that would make".
when.…you see quilt blocks in floor tiles and the brickwork on buildings.
When you leave the house, quilt shops are your primary destination:
The first store you check out on vacation is a fabric/quilt store. Also, you plan trips around the stores.
Your local quilt store knows you by first name.
Thanks, everyone, for sharing!