I have a confession to make . . .

You are so not ready for this - I have a confession to make. Isn't the first step acceptance? Well, I accept responsibility for my actions. Yes, I do it at work, in the car, in the bed, in the den, in the parking lot at Costco. I avoid grading papers for it. When I have a break from my students, I get a quick fix. I search for it. I need it in my life. I don't even shop as much as I used to because I am so preoccupied. The needles, all different sizes and colors. I get a rush buying new ones. I even have a special little place for the supplies that feed my addiction. I can't get enough of it. Yes, I admit it. I own it! My name is Melissia and I like to crochet.