I have an addiction to magazines!

Yes, magazines. Weird I know.

It all started with my first Rolling Stone in 1996 with a shirtless Gavin Rossedale on the cover. For those of you wondering who that is, he’s the lead singer of Bush and Mr. Gwen Stefani. I bought that first Rolling Stone and I was hooked. I got a subscription and to this day I have every Rolling Stone since that faithful day in 1996.

Let’s do the math and estimate how many Rolling Stone’s that is. They come on a weekly basis, and twice a year they are a double issue. I am guessing that’s 50 magazines a year. Let’s count 1996 as a half a year, and this year as a half a year. Making it a full year together. 50x14=700. WOW that’s a lot of magazines, and magazines of just ONE kind.

But then after Rolling Stone it went to others. And I couldn’t just buy one here and there, I felt like I needed subscriptions. Let me list all the magazines I use to get: AP, Circus, YM, Seventeen, TeenPeople, Teen, Bop, Spin (for a little while but I felt like I was cheating on Rolling Stone), and TransWorld Skateboarding. I think that’s all, I am trying to jog my memory.

I didn’t realize what an undertaking the magazines would be. There were RubberMaid bins full of magazines in the garage, as well as cardboard boxes. Then in my closet there were milk crates full of Rolling Stones. Deep Breath.

My brother was nice enough to take the others to the dump for me. And the weigh you going in, and then going out. This makes me laugh, his truck was 500 pounds lighter leaving the dump. That’s how many magazines I was keeping.

See I have a problem. I am trying to deal with it. I believe it has become better. Much better. If not I think they hubby would have a problem, and we’d need a bigger house.

Do you have a minor addiction like my magazine hoarding? Am I just crazy?