I have an addiction that I want to get out in the open. It is my little secret.
I have an addiction to....magazines. Home decorating magazines. It is very hard for me to walk past the magazine rack at Walmart or Target and not buy one. But I don't, because I receive my own collection from my wonderful postman on a regular basis. He and I don't have a secret handshake, but he gives me "the nod" and I smile and give him a thumbs up. No, not really, but doesn't that make for more interesting reading?
Let me show you around to my secret stash if you have a few minutes.
Room number one - master closet. I have stacks of magazines in here. I have tried to skim it down to just the holiday issues. I really do go back and look at some of these around September when I'm planning for the holidays.
Oops, that's my other stash. Potato chips. I only eat them when I'm looking at my magazines just in case you're wondering.
And lastly, the end table. Sometimes I stack so many under there that they slide out and hit the floor and scare me half to death.
I spent many years clipping photos from my magazines and imagining my future dream home. Now, I live in a lovely home with many of the features I had clipped and stored in a notebook from so long ago. Ideas such as hardwood floors, french doors and white crown moulding...these mostly came from Traditional Home, Renovation Style, Country Home, Better Homes and Gardens, and Southern Living, just to name a few. There are others, but I don't want you to think that I have a problem.
Magazines are kind of like dear old friends, and you can never just throw or give away an old friendship.
I wonder what the mailman will bring me today? (Happy sigh)