I have a problem. More like an addiction. My weakness is paper. Scrapbook paper. I guess there's worse addictions in the world. I would guess I have enough to go from one end zone to the other of at least two football fields. AT LEAST that much. And when was the last time I scrapbooked? I can't remember. And when was the last time I bought scrapbook paper? Last Friday. I can't shake it. I guess it's just something about the beautiful designs on the paper that make me think "I'll never see paper this awesome again. I HAVE to have it!" And so I get it (at least two sheets of it) and I put it in my craft closet. And there it stays. My saving grace has been card club. Once a month a few lucky sheets are chosen. But that's about it. But I still buy it. And darn it, it makes me happy. Don't all these pretty papers make you smile?
BTW. Does anybody have or know about cheap 12x12 paper stackers? Or a better way to organize them? Storing them in huge piles isn't doing me any good at all.