You know how it goes:  certain shiny things catch your eye; you decide life as you know it is no longer possible unless said shiny things come home with you, and lo and behold, wants and needs are once again all mixed up.

That’s how I am when it comes to office supplies.   While cleaning out some of my traditional hiding spaces to get ready for the big auction, I uncovered part of my cache of bic pens.  I knew I had several pens of various ink colors, point thickness, weight, and any other measure you can imagine, but this time, I even shocked myself.

No, I’m not admitting just how many pens I’ve dug out of various holes throughout the house, but it was a lot like an archeological dig.  The only thing in my own defense is that a lot of them had dried-up ink and wound up in the trash.  I’m really starting to like this purging thing! Now that the pen population is at a more manageable level, I can start to think about bringing home some more!!!