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Tuesday, August 28, 2007

I Need an Intervention

I have a problem. And they say that admitting you have a problem is the first step in recovery. But somehow I don't think a few words is going to help. This is serious. I need real help. It's this compulsion I have and even though I know I shouldn't . . . I do.

What do I do? Are you sure you want to know? It's not your run of the mill addiction. It's not alcohol or drugs or television or gambling or porn . . .

I have this thing for (gulp) college ruled notebooks.

I know. I know. It's a sickness really and I always have the hardest time during all of these back-to-school sales. I mean. They're everywhere! I go to Target and there are aisles of them! I go to CVS and they're practically calling to me from the center aisle! The bookstore! The office supply store - OK. I should know better than to go into an office supply store . . .

Yesterday it was these elusive college ruled composition books that I've been looking for. See, those black and white speckled composition books are great, but they're ALL wide ruled. I don't like wide ruled paper. I just don't. But I like composition books and I haven't been able to find any with college ruled paper. Until today.

I went into CVS after my dentist appointment and (this is hard to admit as well) I bought some M & M's. Yes, I bought candy after my dentist appointment at which I had two cavities filled. I have faults, people. Anyway, I could hear something calling to me from across the store and I couldn't help but heed its call. It didn't take very long until I found them - the elusive college ruled composition books! Thank you, Five Star!!

And since I had some CVS Extra Bucks to spend, I bought three! Not one, not two, THREE!! (This after buying a small, black journal/notebook at the bookstore just 10 minutes before.) So now I have more notebooks than I know what to do with and a son who is only in kindergarten and can only write his name anyway and I know that I have contributed to the deaths of so many trees because of my compulsion . . .

But I DON'T KNOW HOW TO STOP!!! (I have a thing for pens as well, but find I only need a fix every six weeks or so.)

So if you have any ideas on how to help me or maybe Cheryl can make a call into that cable intervention show . . . At any rate, thank you for listening. I hope none of you are disappointed in me because of my weakness. I'm not a religious person, but if you are - pray for me.

P.S. My five year old's word of the day yesterday? Apprehensive. "It's when you're kind of nervous about something. You know. It's the same as being anxious." -- I say he goes straight to first grade within the first two weeks of school.

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At 8/28/2007 04:37:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Nancy I have the same compulsion!!! it must be genetic or something!!! I have more pens, markers, folders, notebooks than I could ever possibly need. And I am now sure your son has a better vocabulary than me!!! I have been bragging about him at work :) ~Kelly Leigh

At 8/29/2007 09:40:00 AM, Blogger Em said...

LOL...I certainly don't think any less of you. And it takes courage to share this weakness with us. But we all have our challenging moments. And with you, I'm not sure you need to overcome this. Having good notebooks around is a very nice thing. Lists have to be made. Notes taken. Letters written. Those things require college ruled paper!

I'm not very religious either, but I'll gladly burn a little incense on my altar and think of you and your notebooks.


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