Confessions of an obsessed journal buyer...

i admit it. finally to the world. i am obsessed with buying journals. i have a whole desk drawer of them and yet every time i am at tjmaxx, or the dollar store, or anywhere for that matter, i can't help but be drawn to them. i use to journal all the time, but then being a mom happened and that kind of stopped or i would just write when i was mad at shane (sorry babe, it was good for catharsis though).
so in discipling ashley we are reading this book that basically says not journaling is NOT an option. double negative i know...just wanted to catch your attention. so off i go to my drawer and sift through each glorious one, trying to decide who is going to be worthy to be my journal. you would think i was attempting to fix the american health system with as long as it took me. i could have read the old testament by the time i picked one, but oh it was so fabulous. (and in case you were wondering, two kids were sleeping and one was playing three floors away in the basement...bliss!)
after careful consideration, one was chosen. chosen ultimately because the colors matched the book i was reading and it was thin enough to slide into my purse. and yes (because I was sure you were fretting) i matched a pen to the journal too. :)