So I am in a bit of a funk lately…nothing serious. Just having a hard time getting myself motivated. Also, it could be hormones since I am racing at break neck speed towards the birthday that shall not be named.
Anyway, when I am in a funk I do what any normal person would do. I buy office supplies. What? That isn’t what everyone does? Am I again unique (read weird)?
I wish I knew where this obsession came from. Perhaps I think that if I load up on notebooks, post it notes and binders I will finally finish the first draft of Get Lucky. Maybe I think that if I buy supplies I will somehow finally organize my life so that I don’t wince every time I open up a drawer or cabinet in this house. And even though making labels in and of itself won’t organize the Christmas pile in the basement, it might just give me the push I need to get it done.
Part of the allure, I am sure, is that most of the items, on their own, are not very expensive. A packet of pens here, box of paper clips there, and okay, maybe just one adorable notebook. In the end you have spent three hours browsing, and managed to maybe spend $30 in the store. It’s a pretty good ratio.
If I were normal, I would go to the spa, or buy clothes for the kids. But again I have to live with the curse of originality, and a cabinet full of office supplies.