I have a weakness. Okay, I have many weaknesses, but the one I’m most concerned with now is about school supplies. In general, I have to limit my trips to Staples and such because I tend to walk out with $40 worth of pens, markers, notebooks and other such things that I do not need. I flip through the supply catalog at work at end up ordering finger gripper-protectors to use when going through many papers. Mine looks like a red fish and I only use it when going through the supply catalog.
The months I most worry about are school supply months — when you can’t escape the aisles and aisles of cute notebooks, book covers, locker mirrors and magnets. Normally, I prepare myself for these to hit early August, and adjust my blinders accordingly. Because, I don’t go to school. I work in a fairly paperless office. I write directly into my laptop. I have no need for all the notebooks I’ve already acquired and yet I want more. I want them all. I want to have an entire office of cute notebooks and lunch bags and pens ready at my disposal, whether I need them or not. (I can probably put all my Buffy dolls and figures up in there too, and then you know, I should probably follow those up with Doctor Who toys… but I digress.)
This weekend, however, I was blindsided by my beloved Target which has already rolled out the deliciously adorable school preparations. I was so not prepared! I felt weak in the knees amid the Hello Kitty and Domo Kun notebooks…
the cute fruit-themed backpacks and lunchbags…
look — pink skull and crossbones! RAWR!
There were packages of markers and pens, and the most adorable pencil cases. I did give in and pick up one black/red/silver vinyl one that looks like a mini-clutch. And then there’s the camo lockable one which I might just nab as a makeup case.
Luckily I had my camera with me, so the urge to lighten my wallet was a little lessened, and I can spend time all glossy-eyed over the cuteness before making impulse purchases. But I know I’ll be back, I know I’ll be slave to the school supplies god very soon.
Damn you, Target, indeed!