I have a problem...

I think that I need to go to purses anonymous. I already have about 20 purses, but I'm not happy. I need more purses. I tell myself (and others) that I won't ever buy another purse, but then I see another cute purse or bag and I get hooked. Right now, its a little bookbag at Target and a tote (that looks like it has purple olives on it) at Old Navy... but neither are online, so I can't show you :*( Argh!
I wish that there were others that could feel my plight! On Sunday, I went to Target with my husband because I wanted a pair of flip flops, and as we walked passed the purses, I saw the cute little bookbag, and I knew it had to be mine. Of course I only just glimpsed it out of the corner of my eye. If my husband saw me looking at the purse, his head might start spinning around like the demon child from the Exorcist. Why does Target do this to me? The purses are right there just as I walk in. I have to look. I can't help it. The purses call to me, like some sort of call of the wild, except
its purses, so I must be crazy.
I think I should write a screen play about purse addiction. There must be others out there, otherwise purses would be put in the back some place and I would have to hunt for them. Maybe then I would see them all the time and I wouldn' t have to imagine how much purses delight me.
I wonder sometimes, what the hell is the reason for the purse addiction? Is it because I want to be more organized? Is it due to not being spoiled as a child? Maybe its to make up for the fact that I can't fit into small stylish clothes, so I compensate for finding cute purses... except now that I think about it, I buy tom-boyish bags, that aren't small and danty at all.
I thought that motherhood would cure me of this crazy addiction, but it hasn't slowed down at all. I thought, hey! Now that I need to take care of this small little guy, I won't want anything for myself anymore. Hah! That's a bunch of rubbish.
Maybe I should have a photo gallery of all my purses and I can focus on a different one each week... that would be interesting.
Hey, I need help! Email me if you share my delusions or want to make fun of me.