Are all writers office supply junkies? I suppose there are only rare instances of “all”, but I know a lot who are. I go in to Staples as though it were a toy store. From the little things I can always afford – like my favorite pens or colored paperclips – to the things I drool over – like *enormous* computer screens and high end laptops – I adore going in there and spending time. My kids know, once mommy’s at Staples, we’re going to be in there a while.
I sit at the desks they have set up and imagine my dream writing room. I trail a finger over bookcases and picture them lining the walls of my office and filled, in part, with books I have written. I page through organizers in the fervent hope that one day I will find one that magically organizes me forever (oh, admit it – you hope it’s out there too). I take in the colors of pens and markers, thinking of the things I could create with them. I breathe in the leather of computer bags. It’s a sensory heaven.
“Did you find everything you needed?” they ask me at the check out. If I’ve only bought what I came in for, it’s a miracle. Usually, I’ve found what I needed and WAY too much more. I’ve whittled my basket down to what I can a) make work on the day’s budget and b) what I cannot pass up. So the answer is yes, I found what I needed and a whole lot more that I simply wanted.
What’s the store you can’t get out of?