Threads, threads, threads!

As much as I am a fabric-holic, I am also a thread-holic!  Colors, shimmer, shine, glow, variegates in every color direction, yumm-o!

These are threads I've collected, mostly for quilting, but there are water solubles, fusibles, clear and smoke, bobbin, jeans threads.  In the bottom pockets are my cones for piecing.  Yikes!  I ran out of two cones this week while I was on my sewing marathon, so had to order more -- I got some 60wt Presencia cotton cones, I'm becoming a thread snob!  Handy hint:  You know those little bags of silica gel that come in the box when you buy shoes.  Put it into a plastic bag with your water soluble thread to keep it dry :-)

And in the closet I've hidden my little rack that has my old sewing threads that I use for odds and ends stitching.  That collection is getting sparse.  (I hide it up high so Annabella doesn't eat it.  'Nother story.)

 Is this a natural side effect of being a fabric collector?  Or is this another illness!?