08. Stationary

For as long as I can remember I have had an obsession with stationary. I must have spent hundreds, possibly thousands of pounds over the years on it.

One of my favorite parts of the school year (apart from breaking off school for the summer) was going out to buy the stationary I would need for the next year. I would often even do this before the end of the first week of summer break.

If I go missing in a supermarket, you can guarantee I am either down the gadget aisle, or more likely just stood staring at the stationary.

Pass me a brochure from staples or viking direct and it could be easily be mistaken that I had been given a porno mag of semi clad beautiful women. (I kid, obviously I am not that bad, but I am very content for a large amount of time)

I have no idea why I am like this. It's just the way I have always been. I was once told by a Nurse I worked with whilst a student that obsessions with stationary shows an organised mind.

I had a massive clear out a few weeks ago. And reluctantly threw many a notebook and pen away. In an attempt to declutter my room. There were dozens, some full, some semi full, some I hadn't even used (I didn't throw these away, I gave them away to people who may use them). I actually somewhat regret this decision to throw them out now. Oh well my collection is slowly rebuilding itself.

You can guarantee I always have a pen and notepad on me. Simply because you never know when you may need to jot something down.  There are 2 I specifically always have on me. One for work. Where I jot down whats happening on the shift so when it comes to writing the daily reports, If I have forgotten anything its only a read away.

I also have a general notebook I carry about. My little black, that isn't black book. For my general listings (yes I tend to write in lists) within My little black, that isn't black book are several ideas for blog posts.

Although I don't actually know the where about's of this book is at the moment. And it does have several ideas in for posts. Hence the reason I have ended up writing an entire post on stationary. I am mourning the loss of my little black,  that isn't black book. (It's actually Blue. Just in case you are wondering)