During the long dark days of winter, I feel myself changing.
My skin becomes whiter, my eyes adjust to the darkness so that the sun becomes my enemy. I start to feel my hair fall out. I become...
Gollum. (Insert scream here)
But Gollum and I do have one thing in common. We covet.
Gollum can have his stupid ring as far as I'm concerned. Look what came in the mail yesterday.
Oh Joy. What eye candy the Baker Creek Catalog is to weary winter souls. The colors! The shapes!
I must have you.
And you....and you.
SM see's me huddled over "My Precious" and tries to take it away from me.
"Noooo...." I scream, pulling back.
"You only have so much room to plant things and on top of that our bank account is only so big." SM tries to reason.
"Must work more hours to make more money....Must expand garden even MORE!" Says Gollum yanking the catalog back irritably.
Hm...Could this become my own personal Mount Doom?