This Christmas season has opened my eyes to an addiction that is gripping the blogging community - and, perhaps, the world at large. I am an addict but seriously thought I was the only one and that I had it under control, isn't that always the case?
I always assumed it was a genetic predilection, as my mother was also addicted.
Then, in the comments, my eyes were opened.
In the comments, with very few exceptions, one by one, we all admitted to being box hoarders. This was not just a problem that my mother had passed on to me!
I recall, after getting married, The Husband being shocked that I had perfectly good, empty boxes that needed to be moved. He got over it. Well, maybe I should say, he learned to live with it.
And then we decided to move from Texas to North Carolina. And he was absolutely gobsmacked when I packed up those perfectly good, empty boxes to bring with us.
What?! You never know when you may be in need of a "good" box.
Now, I am not NEAR as addicted as my mother was. She would hold onto a box FAR past its prime. That is where I draw line though. If I have a box past it's prime I DON'T have a problem with quickly recycling it. Sending it on its way to come back to life as another perfectly good box. Yes, I AM proud of this point.
*hangs head* I DO have to admit that I have an entire closet in the garage specifically to hold my "stash."
Despite this, I recently realized that, since this Christmas season began, I have been stashing extra boxes "just in case" in my dressing room...as if I could possibly run out...given that this closet is full.
Yes, I AM also holding onto some air packs *defiantly glares* - if you NEED a good box for shipping then it just stands to reason that you NEED something to cushion the contents!
That's the first step - admitting we have a problem, right?
But, I have to argue - is it REALLY a problem?!
I mean, I'm giving these boxes (and air packs) a lovely home to reside in until their time is up. And honestly, it calms ones soul to know that you have THE perfect box for that particular package/gift...right?