I make my way into the entrance. I’m welcomed by a greeter who says hello and I flash a quick smile towards them. I’m here on one mission and one mission only. I swerve out of the way of a mom with two toddlers and a runaway shopping cart.
I step into my glorious place.
On one side, I’m surrounded by pens and pencils.
On the other side are enough post-its on the display to make an outfit out of them. Mmmhmmm, I would love to have a post-it outfit.
Just a few steps away are the notebooks and journals.
I covfefe, I mean I confess, I’m an office supply slut.
I can’t get enough notebooks and colored pencils. Markers and printer paper.
Even if the notebook gets passed on to my 8 year-old’s way and is marked on each page with a face of a kitten or bunny rabbit, I still absolutely love picking out notebooks that I have every intention of writing in but don’t always follow through because I have so many that “I just had to have” at the time.
Daily planners are also my hot jam.
I don’t use them for my daily planning. I use them as a food and exercise diary. Yet, it always happens.
I’ll sneak a peek at the daily planners on Amazon, even though I’ve been using another one. It will be some pretty purple daily planner with a flower cut out of it.
I have to have this now!!!
And, that’s why I have three daily planners in a drawer in my kitchen.
Paper clips make me weak at the knees. You don’t even wan’t to know what a stapler does to me.
I have four words.
Magnetic. Shopping. List. Pad.
Ooh, la la.