a blessing and a curse

I am referring to Magic Erasers, of course.

I have a confession.

I have a slight addiction to Magic Erasers. I actually have to time their use very carefully. You see, once I start cleaning with them I am at once equally elated by how shiny and clean things are as I am horrified by how disgustingly dirty they were to begin with. It is in this moment of bliss and pain that the compulsion kicks in - I can no longer rest until every inch of my home has been Magic Erasered. I'm sick, I know.

Please tell me I'm not alone.

And in closing, a warning: If you have not yet begun Magic Erasering, please don't start. It's just too hard to stop. Just say NO to Magic Erasers.