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Posted Sep 29 2008 11:12pm

Don’t know when this crept up on me. Back to compulsive buying of stuff that I have no use for.

I wrote about this a couple of posts ago in a joking manner. But, it’s getting to be not so funny.

I’m sitting here right now looking at stuff spread all over my kitchen. What a mess!!!! Went crazy at the bag sale again

yesterday. Limited Too stuff. Junk jewelry all over my kitchen table, counter, floor, and stove. Hope I don’t forget and turn the burner on. Plastic melting is not a good smell.

I stayed up till the wee hours of the morning untangling necklaces, fixing earrings, and in general, acting like a pig in slop.

I have an obsessive and addictive personality. The obsessions change all the time.  The problem is that they are not usually productive obsessions. And, I don’t dare play the lottery. I would become so obsessed and addictive, I’d lose my house.

At one time, it was books. I had so many books that I could have opened a mini-library. The bad part is that I never even read most of them. I’d start a book and read one or two chapters and then start another one. I’d have 4 or 5 books going at the same time. I’d start confusing the characters of one with the ones in an another one. Believe me, that can get confusing. I’d start reading a self-help book and a drama at the same time. Next thing ya know, I’ve got the villian of the drama doing a 12 step Love Yourself program.

I laid awake last nite with thoughts of the big BAG SALE today. I need to not go.

Don’t go

Don’t go

Don’t go

Don’t go

Don’t go

Don’t go

Don’t go

Don’t go

Don’t go

Don’t go

Hmmm…..wonder if I should go?

The upside is that I do have presents for every little girl that I ever meet for the rest of my life.  Maybe, I’ll dress up as a Charitable Fairy and go to the mall and hand out stuff. But, with my luck, the rent-a-cops would think I’m a pediophile and arrest me for luring children.

The most unuseful things that I bought were 3 adult dance costumes. And, I’d wear them just for the heck of it if they weren’t extra small. And, velvet!!! Could donate those to the homeless shelter. Dancing bag ladies……that would be a sight. Bent over a throw-out produce bin behind a supermarket in a festive Tango costume.

At least, I know that I’m not the only one. Women were all over those boxes. There was even a mini-fight when one woman took some stuff out of another’s buggy. And, it’s cheap so I don’t spend a LOT of money.

A couple of weeks ago, I got obsessed with shoes and bought five pairs (that I didn’t need). They were really great buys. But, a great buy is not a good thing if you don’t need or use the stuff.

I promised myself that when we moved into this house, I wouldn’t hoard a bunch of stuff. Most of this new hoarding is related to eBay. I get this grandoise idea that I’m gonna make a bunch of money reselling this stuff. And, I probably would IF I’D PUT IT ON THERE. 

Now, I’ve gotta do something with all this stuff laying around here. And, I’m going to…….when I get back from the bag sale!

PS Anbody need some flip-phone calculators or some High School Musical “I Heart Troy” buttons?????

Filed under: Hoarding, bipolar disorder, humor, life, personal | Tagged: manic depression

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