Reflections: My Secret Addiction

I had a great idea for a post this morning and now that I am ready to write it out, my mind has gone as blank as the screen before me. I hate when that happens, don't you?
Mama K encourages me to get a notebook and write everything down in it. I have a trip planned to the dollar store this morning and notebooks are on my list of things to get, along with pens. It's not like I don't have any, I just can't find them!!!
Apparently, school supplies are showing up on store shelves already and that means that I will be able to find pens galore! It also means that I can indulge in one of my more peculiar addictions - school supplies. I don't know if it's because I have bought a ton of them during my lifetime or if there is something wrong with me.
There is just something about new school supplies that tugs me towards those aisles. I love the stacks of packages of notepaper. I get a little frantic when there isn't at least one bin in the middle of the store aisle heaped with them. When I find the elusive plain paper and the graph paper, I nearly faint from the excitement!
Binders and duotangs can cause me to break out in a sweat as I near their shelves. There are so many colours and sizes! And don't get me started on subject dividers and labels!
New pencil cases, rulers, protractors and compasses, pens and pencils, oh my! My hands shake in anticipation of touching them, let alone holding them.
The things that make me a drooling mess, however, are the crayons, wax and pencil. I have a craving for the biggest box with the brightest colours, the sharpest points!
I think I need to go into a rehab program for school supply addiction.
Enjoy your day. And do stop to smell the box of crayons, it's addicting!