Obsession

I’m currently in the middle of my latest obsession, Dexter. After my brother recommended it a few weeks ago, I have been watching non-stop and am now half way through freaking out over the Trinity killer in season 4. Last night I dreamt I was Dexter’s sister Debs and had my right leg hacked off by a mad man, but still hobbled into work with an amazing pink shirt on. Luckily upon waking I discovered that a) both legs were still intact and b) I had actually purchased that pink shirt in the sales a few weeks ago.

Does anyone else do this? Whether its TV programmes, authors, baking, gardening, Pinterest, yoga or hot Ribena I get obsessed with something until its wrung out and bone dry. Like an energy tornado, I whip up my enthusiasm until I exhaust myself with it.

My poor yoga mat gathering dust in the cupboard is testament to the excellent intentions I had of regularly attending Bikram yoga, sweating until I had dissolved into a puddle on the floor. Not so, after one session I found myself with a host of other “more important things to do” which prevented me from ever attending again. Similarly, the Stella McCartney exercise gear in pristine condition is just waiting for me to exercise as I vowed to do (maybe I should chalk that one up to laziness?).

The steam cleaner I just had to have has been used once, my poor Louboutins have only been out of their box about six times (though in fairness that’s more to do with them feeling like cheese wire on my feet) and the ice cream maker I was going to rival Nardinis with has only been churned once (sorry mum).

Aside from this self flagellation, there are some things I have remained obsessed with for a life time and I don’t see anything changing any time soon. These things are constant, anytime anywhere, including cheese, Ambrosia creamed ice, Jack Daniels and the pursuit of social justice through that dirty word, politics.

Don’t get me wrong, sometimes I sicken myself with them, but as the years come and go I know I can count on them to make me happy, that my world is all the better for them and they have the power to put a smile on faces across the globe.

Did I just do a politics/Jack Daniels metaphor? Oh dear!