I Love Graph Paper!

Just a strange tidbit about myself. I love graph paper, and truth be told just about any other office supply. Pens, tape, colored staples, all things binder related.

When I started back to school last fall, I wasted countless amounts of time planning and dreaming about the supplies I would need. I decided to have a binder for each class, with dividers for class notes, book notes, graded assingments and class information. I'm sure my husband will remember all too well how much time I spent in Wal-Mart and Staples picking out the prefect things. My friend Sarah was super sweet as always and sent me a "Happy Back To School" box with preppy plaid binders, mini candy colored highlighters, and those pencils that you remember from your childhood that had the little pieces of lead that you moved back to the bottom when they were dull. Like these!

Graph paper is a little different then it's office supply counterparts. It's one of those things that you dont just think to have around the house until you need it. Like a bucket to keep by the bed when you're sick... you don't think to just have one of those around. As a matter of fact for those mop-challanged-swiffer users like me, there is no use to have a bucket in your house at all. I'm sure most people aquire one over the years, but if you are semi-newly married like Justin and I, it's just not something you have around when emergency strikes.

Anyway, now that I've put that lovely image in your head, I will share what makes me yearn for some graph paper. The blog of a self proclaimed Very Obesessed Gardener and her plans for her upcoming garden. Doesn't that make you want to clear off the kitchen table and plan something out.

It's too cold to think about gardening here yet, and we're not sure if we're staying in this house. If justin will reenlist, or if I'll head to school somewhere else. So I hate to do anything permenant. Perhaps I will plan out what furnitre we'll be buying from IKEA when he gets home. I really do love to make plans. Yet another weird thing about me.