The first step to recovery, is admitting you have a problem.
Hi, I’m Susan, and I am addicted to rubber stamps. There, I said it. I am addicted to rubber stamps.
I told my husband that I wouldn’t let this get out of control, (yah..right) and that I would only buy what would fit in my cabinet. Who the hell was I trying to fool?
Well, I’ve got lots of room for stamps, but all of my other stuff is slowly being displaced by clear boxes full of inkable demons. It’s getting out of control. Ok, not really, but by my last count, I had 49 stamp sets.
Perhaps I’m in denial. Maybe, maybe not, although I am beginning to think I am becoming a stamp hoarder, and that I suffer from Rubber Stamp Attention Defict Disorder. (RSADD)
You suffer from more than RSADD…Lord help you!!!!
Hi, this is your stamp ignored stamp sets. Please find us a good home.
Hi this is your ignored children…While you are at it can you find us a good home too?
Dear anonymous…
Keep it up chikkie and I will find me another NEW friend to replace my current NEW friend. So there!