Along with my chair obsession, I also have a thing for pens. For a lot of women it’s shoes and for men maybe it’s power tools but for some strange reason for me it’s pens. Yes, I love pens, too. My favorite is Mr. Sharpie – fine tip, fat tip, medium tip – it doesn’t matter – I love them all. If I happen to see a big multi-pack of Mr. Sharpie pens at Costco, my super strength will power really has to be summoned otherwise it could be trouble. When I do bring home a new pen, I make a big production out of getting rid of the old one so that I can justify the new one. Oh, yes, I love pens.
Along with my favorite pen, Mr. Sharpie, there’s the Micron archival ink pens otherwise known as the “special occasion pen.” In case you’re signing a document that needs to last forever or if you’ve been asked to copy over the Declaration of Independence and you need an archival quality ink pen, you’re covered with a Micron pen. I’m doing neither of these, by the way, I use the Micron pens for writing in scrapbooks or journals.
I like to smell pens, too, which I’m sure can’t be good for the brain cell count. No wonder I tell my kids, “No asking questions after 7:00 pm.” It couldn’t possibly be because I’m getting older. Nope. I’m sure it’s because I’ve smelled too many pens.
Do you have a thing for pens? Do you like to smell them?