For someone who practically lives at the post office, I have to say that the stamp price increase is really messing with my mojo.
For Christmas, I bought myself a digital scale...but I DIDN'T splurge and buy one that displays the weight and price. So I weigh...then I check about 42 different price lists I've compiled, to check - double, triple check - that the postage I add is correct. It's not good for my OCD.
Speaking of my OCD, I've also become a bit preoccupied with The Container Store. After spending 45 minutes in their organizational spendor on Sunday, I left the shop emptihanded. Why? Because of the 417 other patrons who piled the contents from the shelves into their carts and beat me to the register line. So, now I have Container Envy. I keep thinking of the things I so lovingly selected over the course of 2700 seconds, and then ditched in a corner of the store in frustration. My world feels incomplete, structureless, and terribly disorganized. All for the want of a few magazine displays, some accordian files, and the perfect lidded box. Oh, please. Save me from myself.
