I admit that I have an addiction. It's been something I have struggled with for years. I have this uncontrollable desire for magazines. Their glossy pages and bright beautiful photos have a hold on me. I can't help it. They call my name when I'm at the checkout stand. They say "Hello again friend, don't forget to take me home today. We have so much to talk about." It's horrible. I can't resit their loveliness. My favorites are home decor magazines and fashion magazines. They pull me in with promises of budget decorating and clothes that will flatter my figure. So I fill my cart and anticipate bedtime when I can snuggle up and read my magazines.
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