Everyone is talking about their addictions, so I thought I would talk about mine. Now granted my addictions have nothing to do with drugs (thankfully), but they are still addictions none the less. So here goes my list. First, you already know about my addiction to bookstores and my inability to leave one without buying yet another book. You already know about my addiction to fatty foods. Who isn’t right? And you already know about my addiction to men who are all wrong for me — so maybe it’s not a bad thing that I’m single. But you don’t know about my current addiction to Ebay. Now granted I haven’t really purchased anything, in fact I’ve sold quite a few items, but what I have done lately is
spend waste countless hours cruising the site looking for things I don’t need. Goodness, what is wrong with me? I know there is a major void in my life but the last thing I need is more crap to fill up my apartment. Plus, I know that buying more stuff is only a temporary high. Besides, I’d really like to downsize and get rid of the clutter, yet I never seem to be able to come around to doing so. Instead I just collect more and more stuff. Maybe it’s time for an intervention. Did I mention that I started going to live auctions? I’m suppose to be looking for a dining room table with chairs, yet I get caught up in the bidding process and buy other stuff I don’t need. Mon Dieu! Maybe someone will recommend me for a TV Show like Mission: Organization. Most things are neat and orderly in my apartment, but I’ve got way too much stuff I don’t need. I need to start purging.