I have an uncontrollable addiction. It is taking over my house. It borders on compulsion. And, it is beginning to rub off on my kids in very obvious ways.
I am a book-a-holic. A bibliophile. A collector of the printed word. And I just can't stop myself.
Have you seen the bookcase in my Tackle it Tuesday post? You know, this one:
Well, it is filled on both sides with books. And, I have about 6 large boxes of books in my basement. And books by my bedside. And an overflowing bookshelf in the girl's room with kids books.
Everywhere you turn in our house there are books. Bathrooms, bedrooms, playrooms, laundry room, kitchen. Everywhere. And, yet, I continue to fill up my arms at trips to Barnes and Noble and bring more and more and more home.
Years ago I had an English professor who told me she had so many books she had them stacked in her bath tub at home. She had literally lost the use of a bathroom due to her collection of books. So she and her husband just used the other bathroom. And let the books take over.
That is where I am headed, friends. And I'm hoping that if my kids start having to find somewhere else to bathe due to a book filled bath tub someone will come stage an intervention. I know it won't be my mom since she'll be in the same boat, so will one of you please intervene if it gets out of hand? I promise to listen if you tell me it is out of control.
Maybe.
Well, probably not. But, thanks for your concern anyways. I really can quit whenever I want to. I just, you know, don't want to. So, you can just mind your own business, thank you very much.
What about you? Do you have any seemingly harmless addictions taking over? Anyone out there in need of their own intervention?
4 comments:
I have no addictions.
::cough::
But, should an intervention should be staged, I would be MORE than happy to come and help. You know, to take some of those books off your hands....
;)
Hi, my name is Sarah Card. (Waiting on you to say "Hi, Sarah.") I am a bookaholic.
My husband will probably end up kicking me out of the house sometime soon because my collection has had to take up residence in his office (or "man cave" as he calls it.) You are not alone, friend.
Ha, that's too funny. I am addicted to purging! I have this unquenchable thirst to get rid of every piece of junk I see. I actually asked my mom if I could organize her house. Overstep bounds much? And I am seriously considering offering to "babysit" my 12-year-old brother-in-law who needs no babysitter just so I can clean out my mother-in-law's pantry. Whenever I'm left at their house alone, they come home to a full garbage can and a cleaner pantry. I can't stop myself!
I have to say that I am exactly the same way with books. In fact, my entire family is. I just can't seem to throw them out. I even still have books from 3rd grade.
I have this fear that one day, I'm going to be found dead, smothered under a pile of printed material. My family will mourn me I'm sure, but only after they've picked through the pile of books covering my corpse.
What a tragic, utterly foreseeable ending.
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