I’m addicted to office supplies. I love pens, pads, stationery, paper and cards. Did I say I love pens? I buy plenty of cards to send to people. I don’t send them. I’ve gotten extremely lazy in my handwriting as well. I went to Catholic school. I’ll never forget the outrage I felt when Sister Joseph Leonor gave Andy Keys (who I had a crush on) permission to write in pen before I. Andy sat next to me and his cursive was chicken scratch. Come on, 1. He’s a boy. Everyone knows that boys write sloppily in fourth grade and up. 2. I’m a girl. Everyone knows girls write less sloppily than boys in fourth grade and up. Little girls print larger, rounder and neater than boys. It was drawing in my young mind, art. I’m raising two boys now. I don’t need to argue my position, they prove me right daily.
Today, I admit I just don’t care how my handwriting looks anymore. I even leave out vowels to shorten notes to myself. When did this happen? When did I lose pride in my swirls and stars as periods and dots? I’ll tell you, when I got married. I went from the name Jones to Gulivindala… yes that’s right, GULIVINDALA. I don’t think I’ve ever taken the time to hand write that name out neatly or completely. Would you? Go ahead, hand write it now five times. Didn’t even want to start did you?
Once I started dashing down those letters, it was a downward spiral from there. I can’t remember the last time I wrote a letter. Wait! I do like to journal… handwritten. I obviously haven’t been doing it lately or it wouldn’t be an afterthought. I’ve journaled since I was a young girl and kept most of them. Once in a while I take a trip down memory lane and read some. I haven’t changed much. I really am addicted to sugar! I’ll buy a nice copy book at Barnes and Noble, begin my introspective ritual of emotional writing and never finish the book. I have many half-finished copy books. I also have many beautiful blank copy books waiting to be written in. Like I mentioned, I like office supplies.
I’ve succumbed to the online card service Birthday Alarm. When I send a card out for no reason just to send to a friend, I feel happy. When I send one for a birthday or holiday, I feel like a slacker. Birthday Alarm has made it extremely easy to not handwrite a card. They tell you when a holiday or friends birthday is coming up, so you don’t have to remember and they have an app which I have on my phone.
Am I really so busy I can’t sit pen in hand, writing on paper and address an envelope with a quick message or send a hard copy card? My insurance company keeps me supplied in address labels, it’s a Christmas gift, so I don’t have to write that out. Oh, and the stamps! That’s always a great excuse until last week when I found out my local CVS store sells them. I’m there about three times a week. I have many excuses but none that are truly valid.
I’m going to work on this. Here, I’m typing about it.