I love stationery. Stationery stores, stationery kiosks, stationery catalogues. They all speak to me and I listen. I look. I buy. I order.
I stew over the options. Letter-size or semi-formal notes? Borders or plain? Regular weight or extra-thick? Block, script, or Italic font? Embossed or flat? White or ecru?
And that’s all before I get to the beautiful ink colors! So many that one is simply not enough.
But when you are not a stationAry person, stationEry expenses can get right up there.
Twelve times, we’ve moved. Twelve new addresses. Twelve new stationery orders.
I’ve decided to emulate a friend who is, herself, no stranger to moving. She orders stationery with one simple word on it: “Susan.” Her elegant stash of beautiful paper follows her wherever she goes. Her distinctive handwriting fills in the rest of the information as needed. A wise woman, indeed.