There’s certain things I love. Not like family or friends or the sound of the ocean, not stuff like that…like, tangible things. Things like blank notebooks, pens, markers, wait…these are all office supplies. Let’s just keep it there, stick with “Office Supplies” as this topic.
How come when I’m in my local pharmacy store, let’s just call it “Left Aid”, and it’s Back to School time (which starts usually the day after school gets out for the summer) do I think, “I need some new notebooks, some new pens!” Maybe it’s the price…we’ll talk about this more in an upcoming article called, “I don’t do well with anything that’s free.” The items are so cheap! I recently purchased three 1-subject notebooks, in assorted colors for 99 cents!! Three of them. Under one dollar. That’s crazy. You know how much I can do with those?? I just need to have that. Not want. Need.
Guess what will happen to those notebooks? They’ll end up in a plastic container in my basement with the other 187 blank notebooks of all shapes and sizes and colors that I currently have. But, when I see them, there, in the store…it’s almost like I think it’s a hope for a better tomorrow if I buy them. Maybe I’ll start writing, I’ve always wanted to be a writer….maybe I’ll make incredible lists of information that will get me amazingly organized and determined to succeed in my life, I don’t know. The possibilities are almost endless. Maybe they are endless, I think they might be endless. Wow. That’s amazing. Endless possibilities…………
Moving onto pens and/or pencils…
When I’m eating out and the waitress gives me the bill and a pen to sign the credit card bill with, if it’s a “good” pen…it’s physically painful for me to leave it there. Where’d he or she get this pen? I should write down the make and model (in my tiny notebook that I bought that is perfect for my purse) maybe I’ll find it, get it too and be a lot happier in my life. This pen might change my life!! It writes so smoothly and feels so awesome in my hand. I have respect for a server with a nice pen. It’s like they just get it. I look at my server again and think, “You’re a lot cooler than I thought.” I have multiple bags of pens and pencils in my basement. Along with all the blank notebooks and other miscellaneous office supplies that I’ve collected over the years, I have pens. Pens galore. I would beg to guess (is that a saying? Well, it is now…) that I have in the vicinity of 3,000 pens/pencils/markers/highlighters, anything you could write with, in my basement and home.
I always want to be someone who writes in pencil. I feel like it makes you retro or vintage. But, it’s pretty labor intensive…to write in pencil. There’s smudging, there’s, of course, the constant sharpening, the breaking of the tip when you sharpen it too much, there’s the emptying of the sharpener that’s never easy. So, I pretty much stick to pens, but pencils….ahhh pencils….they’re like an antique car…awesome to look at and maybe take out every other Sunday for a spin, but you’re not using it on the daily.
Listen, don’t get me started on those pens that you can push down the little thing at the top and there’s like four different color options. Nope. I can’t go there yet. We barely know each other. But I will say, the green never works right….are you with me on that??
So yeah, that about covers it. My obsession doesn’t end with pens, pencils and notebooks, but those are the three major items. I dabble in file folders, 3 hole punched filler paper (they sell that stuff at back to school time for a PENNY people!!), cap erasers are always amazing, and many other supplies…I don’t know why. Maybe, like I said I see them as possibilities. Maybe I miss school. Maybe I unknowingly want to be a teacher or a manager of a large office supply chain like, let’s call it, “Office Minimum”. I’m not sure. But, I will say this…if you, my reader, ever needs a pen or a rubber band from my rubber band ball, just ask…I’ll be there for you. You’re welcome.