The Crazy Suburban Mom: 2013-11-24

Friday, November 29, 2013

Revolting

I'm totally over sticky notes because if I have to glue them on and tape down the one's that roll, what's the point?   For the last few months I've griped about sticky notes (not) a lot because it irritates me. They have one job. One!  For the love of all things papery, why sell a sticky product if they stick in an wholly non-committal fashion?

 One day I threw my hands up in disgust and bagged the sticky (not) thing, using small scraps of paper, punched, and housed in the rings instead.   The advantages are many but the main one's are that I can use up random scraps, archiving this way is much more efficient, and I don't have the constant sticky thorn in my side.

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But I've noticed some evil stickiness afoot recently. Instead of acting contrite the sticky notes (not) are taunting me.  Out of nowhere one will show up stuck to Ventura. 

I found another stuck so hard to the floor I had to scrape it off and two days ago Ben said, "Ma.  What's stuck to your butt?"

Yeah, an especially persistent sticky note. 

At first I thought, This is all so weird!  They don't stick to paper but  fuse with everything else on a molecular level.   I thought they were haunting me for a while but because of what happened yesterday I know, without a doubt, those accursed sticky notes are out to get me.

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I've tried to flush that treacherous thing down for an entire day and it's not even curling; they are staging a sticky revolt.  

Cover me guys, I'm going in...


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