Let me first start out by saying I never really wanted to start a Pinterest account. I just didn't get it. In my head it was basically a bunch of crap you'd find on the Internet all in the same place. But of course, someone talked me into it so I signed up (Which is, by chance, the same reason I started a facebook account...). For the first few weeks, it wasn't really my thing. I would pin a few things here and there but I could go days without looking at it and couldn't really decipher the appeal of seeing what everyone was looking at.
Then it all changed. Somewhere along the line, I discovered the great travel photos that appeared in the Travel section, and the ridiculousness of the Geek section. Then there was photography lessons and new recipes and fantastic ideas for crafting. Basically I became an addict overnight. I must say that for those around me, it must be annoying. In the last few days I've found myself:
-Informing a colleague that wedding favors would be much cheaper and more heartfelt if she'd just make them instead of buying them.
-Asking whether a bag of granola was homemade, then was disappointed to find out that it was store bought, since apparently, (according to the great and powerful Oz aka Pinterest), granola is quite easy to make.
-Assuming that I was now a master photographer because I had read a few articles and wrongly assuming I could figure out how to shoot in manual mode all by my lonesome in a few moments.
-Adding way more sights and activities to the GBR itinerary than I will ever have time for.
Yes I will admit, rightfully so, that I do in deed have a problem. But the way I see it, there are quite worse addictions to have than turning into a poor-man's Martha Stewart. I may be annoying but at least I have cute accessories, yummy meals and clever photographs.
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