junkmail junkie

I love junkmail... but then when I look at it I have to talk myself out of buying things I don't really need.

The simple solution would be to place a big sign on the letterbox: "No junk mail." That would be sensible.

But no, I love junkmail, so the other day I happenned to see the junkmail delivery ladies walking down the road and I asked them if they could please deliver here (they hadn't been supplying some of the catalogues).

They laughed and were very obliging, immediately handing over this week's catalogues - all 15 of them. That might be a slight exaggeration, but when I realised just how many catalogues would be involved here I almost immediately reneged. That would have looked silly, so I thanked them profusely and walked down the driveway shaking my head.

Why did I ask for more junkmail when I'm trying to resist materialism? I don't know, but there you go.

(Is NaBloPoMo ever going to end?)