Unpacking

I left my bags on the bed...
I had started to unpack them and at least got out the clothes--
that left my new acquisitions laying there.
It is a rare occasion that i come home from a scrap convention without something new to play with.
It is not that i need ANYTHING--
i have PLENTY--
but i have a sickness....
I think i acquired it through a really nasty paper cut. Once you get the paper in your blood it is hard to get it out--i have yet found an immunization that works..

The problem with acquiring more is that i now have to find spaces to put these things...
This is not an easy feat...

Leaving the bags out brought to the forefront of what i have in my husbands mind...
He made the comment

"If we had food supply like you have scrap supply we would not go hungry for ten years."

He speaks the truth--
I have always said that some of the paper looks good enough to eat--
if things get to bad we just might be doing that.....