Is this normal?
I know many women who have some type of shopping addiction. Several of my friends cannot live without their dozens of pairs of shoes. A lot of women just love to shop for anything. Period.
I am not like those women. I don't really like to shop - I mean, I enjoy buying a cute pair of shoes, or a cute new purse, or a pair of jeans that make my ass look really great. I do. But, the whole idea of just going shopping for no apparent reason....I mean, why? Retail therapy? Pshh...it's all sort of weird to me.
I do have a shopping addiction though. I'm not proud of it. But get me within a five mile radius of a Barnes & Noble or any kind of book selling establishment, I lose all control. It doesn't matter that I have a shelf's worth of unread literature. I cannot resist. I become intoxicated by the new book smell, the endless shelves of books - fiction, nonfiction and everything in between. I know that I could just as easily go to the library and read the same books for FREE. I could save hundreds of dollars and still get the same type of intellectual stimulation.
But the book wouldn't be MINE. I wouldn't be able to read it whenever I wanted [or not read it whenever I wanted] and it wouldn't take up another perfect space on my book shelf.
Ok, this probably sounds somewhat mental. I KNOW. But I can't help it!
Today, I went and deposited my paycheck. And then, to celebrate, I went and bought about $75 of books.
Exhibit A:
Granted, one is a cookbook. But still. And one is a book of essays to help inspire me to write my entry into the Writers' Digest annual competition.
STILL.
[NOTE: Yes, that is a teddy bear on the right side of the picture. MY teddy bear, Seymore. I have had him since birth. I will never, ever give him up. He is the only consistent being in my life.]
Anyway. I guess I just have to accept that I am addicted to owning books. Well, books in general, but specifically owning them. I guess there are worse addictions. Crack, for example.
By the way.
Dyed my hair last week. It is way dark, but apparently the closest color to my roots. Which means, I might actually NATURALLY have dark brown hair. Who knew?
4 Comments:
I can't imagine which one of your friends loves shoes....
Monday, March 26, 2007 8:29:00 AM
I'm feeling you! I don't understand the shopping addiction either. The only thing is, I'm a big reader but I don't buy full-price books at the bookstore. I usually just check them out from the library, and some of them I've bought from book sales (especially library book sales!). :)
I think a lot of that comes from just not wanting TONS of them around. I love the look of full bookshelves, but I've moved quite a number of times in the past 10 years, and books are a bitch to transport (I got rid of quite a few when I moved cross-country in 2005).
Monday, March 26, 2007 8:39:00 AM
Oh! And love the hair and YAY to the job AND...let's meet up again soon and discuss Blogher. We need to get plane tickets, etc.!
Monday, March 26, 2007 11:11:00 AM
That is awesome. My best friend has the same shopping addiction and has WAY too many books to show for it. :)
Tuesday, March 27, 2007 9:35:00 AM
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