De-Cluttering the Fabric Closet

To the casual observer, I might look like a Very Organized Person. (Trust me, I'm not!) Take, for example, my leftover fabrics:

I store my scraps of fabric in big, snap-lid boxes, stacked in a closet. Looks impressive, right?

But the fabrics are all jumbled up. And there are things in the boxes that I haven't touched in years. To me, that's a kind of stinginess. Why should I hang on to things I'm not using? Somebody, somewhere would enjoy these pretty fabrics:

Oops. Digging down a bit, I find a white sheet, in perfect condition. It even has an tag on it. What is THAT doing in the fabric box? It should be in the linen closet:

I set aside all the fabrics I know I'm not going to use any time soon, and I'm left with a much smaller selection. Some of these include old shirts from The Hubby, which have already been butchered to a small degree:

Here's Pao Pao (left) and Mu Shu, sporting some July Fourth duds made from The Hubby's old shirts:

Some of the fabrics tell of my evolving passion for pugs. Years before we adopted Won Ton, I had a pillow made out of this gorgeous fabric, below. There is enough left over for something--don't know what, yet:

At the end, I had a large pile to donate to Goodwill. These fabrics were all too fancy, too heavy-duty, or too muddy-colored to appeal to me:

And this is the pile of fabrics I kept. (Do you notice a theme?):

What a fantastic bunch of yo-yo's these would make!