Alone.
That’s very important, that I was alone. Because it means I
didn’t have any outside influence to keep me on the straight and narrow. No one
to keep me ‘in line’ as it were. No one to make me think twice about my
purchases. No one to make me feel guilty about feeding my pen addiction. In
other words…..I was FREE TO DO AS I DAMN WELL PLEASED!
And yet, as I approached pen nirvana, I hesitated.
And then I walked on by. That’s right, you read that right.
I WALKED RIGHT PAST THE PEN ISLE. I
didn’t even glance at them. Not even a peek! I kept right on walking and
telling myself I didn’t NEED any more pens until I used up at least some of the
ones I already have.
I walked past them to the item I needed, paid for it and
walked out of the store!
As I walked to my car I had a feeling of such self
righteousness I think I almost levitated above the pavement!
I ACTUALLY went to an office supply store and DIDN’T buy any
pens/pencils/markers!
This has to be a first for me. I felt ‘born again’ as it
were…..clean and free of an addiction that has been getting exponentially worse
for some time now…..until I walked into the house......
I guess I’m not quite ready to leave the twelve step program
just yet.
Hello, my name is Robin and I’m a penaholic……
(It doesn't look that bad until you realize these aren't ALL I have.....)
You can never have too many pens
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DeleteWell congratulations Robin! You don't have that many pens yet, I've seen worse cases ;-) And it's a good excuse to create more art!
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