December 15, 2003
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My Obsession
As most obsessions begin, mine started out innocently enough. I spent most of my day every day at my friend Maureen's house. Okay, it was also my job to be there, but that's a story for another day. Maureen is a fabulous person with one serious flaw. Whenever she shops for household supplies, she can never remember toilet paper. So it was a constant struggle to find one last roll or even a box of kleenex that might have been overlooked when the kids were making those tissue flowers.
I started buying toilet paper. I mean, everytime I stopped in at the store for any reason, I picked up a pack. Sometimes, I'd even remember to take it to Maureen's. We began to have an excess of toilet paper. More than an excess, we had MOUNTAINS of toilet paper. It filled the closet, and was stacked behind the bathroom door to a height that exceeded my reach. Still, the next time I was out I'd have the thought; I need to get toilet paper. It has taken me years of effort to live in reality not in the fear of lack, but I have finally acheived freedom. Last night, here in MY house. We ran out of toilet paper. Others might view this as a problem, we recognized it as victory from obsession. (Yeah, we're strange that way.)
In other news, there is snow on my hill. Snow packed firmly on the road that is never plowed because it's a private road so the county doesn't have to plow it and no one who lives here has a snowplow parked in his garage. I checked the website for the school as soon as I woke up. Harrison County (below us), Jackson County (above us), and all the other counties around us have already posted that their schools are closed for the day. But Washington County? No. No word at all. The school could be open, closed, starting an hour late - who knows? And in the meantime, I have to decide whether I'm willing to even try to brave this hill. I don't care what they show in the commercials, a minivan is not the vehicle for going everywhere. And winding down a steep hill to a sharp curve on ice, is one of the places I don't want to go.
Days like this, it would be nice to have a helicopter. That's another of my fantasies. I don't know why, some things, it's just more fun to accept than to analyze. But for years, I've thought, I'd really like to have a helicopter. I've never even flown in a helicopter, but I think about it at least once a week, "If I had my helicopter, I could ... go buy toilet paper."
Comments (26)
For some reason, my just-got-up brain is visioning rolls of toilet paper unfurling jollily (in a jolly manner) down your snow-packed hill...
Oh yeah, all the moms would envy you when you did a vertical landing in front of the school.
ROFL that is so funny - the helicopter part.
I think we all have our own little obsessions to deal with, but congrats on bringing down the toilet paper wall.
Take it easy if you have to get out on those roads sweetie.
LOL... the toilet paper obsession... I can relate. I have a huge pack of double-roll TP in every bathroom (and we have 3 bathrooms!)... In Ecuador you have to carry a roll of TP with you in the car when you're on the road, or some in your purse if you're going somewhere for a long time -- because NO bathroom supplies it. That's your job. (And if you use a restroom in a store, and you don't have any TP... you have to BUY the WHOLE ROLL you use... and you just take it with you when you leave.) LOL... It's a quirky thing. You always have to supply your own. Perhaps that's part of my reason behind my obsession.
I can see where running out of TP would be a victory...but running out while being snowed it is NOT!
Hehehe! Yes a helicopter would be nice to have!
God Bless - Dale
My wife has a similar obsession only it's with paper towels. She never comes back to the store without a roll of paper towels........we have them stacked up like firewood in the utility room.
Newsweeks. That's what we used in central Africa. A little scratchy, but hey....when in need...
Hope school was a least delayed. Ours was (for a mere 1/2 inch of powder. Whimps).
In my experience, obsessions are never truly conquered, they just morph into something else..... now what....
I'm joking!
you are such a freak! but you had better not even MENTION the number of boxes of 3 for a $1 mac-n-cheez I have in the cabinet.
My Mom is that way with tampons. She has boxes and boxes of them. Scary.
Collecting toilet paper is way better. lol. -Kate
A good victory!
I hope you don't buy the fancy smelling thin stuff that, unless you use about 50 sheets, you finger sticks through.
i luv lookin at the snow, everything looks so fresh and clean
Yay for you kickin da habit!!
no wonder i can't find any toilet paper in the supermarket... just kidding. that post made me laugh. thanks
I wish I lived out in the country like that ::sigh:: When we moved here this was the edge of rural...now the city is swallowing it up :/
What a way to start the day ~ laughing about toilet paper!! hehehe
Blessings, ~Helena
wow just look at all those
Toilet paper....I would be screaming bring on the Camins (sp?)!!!!
Have a great day!
Tina
Trust me Terri, you don't want a helicopter. I lived on the East River at the foot of the Brooklyn Bridge for three years, and the things used to whiz by several times a day, always right at our level (the fifteenth floor). Sometimes, they'd just hover right outside the window. You wouldn't believe what it was like after September 11---what a rude awakening at 5:30 on many a morn. Please, save your neighbors a lot of pain and sleepless nights. Whatever you do, don't get that helicopter!
PS We get toilet paper by the case. My hubby never likes to run out of anything.
I still run out of toilet paper. Where are you when I need you.
only at stores with helipads!!! heh
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