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Greetings Feline Blanca!

When I was in grade school about the 4th grade, I remember a girl in my class had an electric blue eraser. It even had its own small plastic case that had a cut out cloud and a white cat with an oval head in an airplane. I had never seen anything like this. I was accustomed to the drab, putty colored eraser, or the angular Pink Pearl. I asked to see it. When it was up close, I saw the words “Hello Kitty high up in the sky”.  I noticed a bubble gum aroma coming from this eraser. This was the moment I was introduced to the land of wonderful world of Sanrio.
Throughout that year, my parents purchased for me many different scented erasers. Hello Kitty was the most proficient, but there were other characters—My Melody a white bunny with a pink hat covering its round ears, Tiny Poem was represented by a Raggedy Ann/ Holly Hobby clone and an obedient lamb. Just seeing these characters made me wonder about their back stories.
 I do believe this was the exact moment that I became fanatical about office supplies. So much so, that I stored them away. They were protected in a sky blue box with a bright rainbow on the lid and fluffy clouds on each of its sides. Looking back with grown up eyes, it really was a glorified cigar box, but at the time it was totally awesome!
I really thought with protecting them, they would keep their scents and pristine lusters and be used at the right time. However, after a while, I noticed that the bubble gum and floral smells were fading, and the plastic containers were chipping. What was left were muted colored pieces of plastic. By hoarding these items, I never did get to truly enjoy them. Math homework could have been dazzled up a bit with a scented eraser wiping away the mistakes.
I recognize I have a tendency to compartmentalize, waiting for the right moment to utilize an item, be it food, clothing or office supplies.  The more I live life, the more I see that there is never going to be an exact, shining time that will present itself with a whirlwind. Rather, pockets of opportunities abound and tasks can be made less mundane.  What I need to do is find a sleek Hello Kitty pen and matching stationary to write out my grocery lists!  

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