Only this week I was banging on to Mr G that I'm so glad I don't have an addictive personality. I don't smoke - tried for a bit when I was younger, but it was easy to stop. I don't overdo it on the booze, I can easily switch to juice after I've had a few and after losing over 3 stone a few years back, I can control my eating habits at the drop of a hat.
But then it occured to me... I'm a shopaholic.
I do it to calm me down, when I'm excited, when I'm angry.
I literally can't pass a shop without feeling the pull, the urge, to at least go inside.
Frequently, I'll hop off the bus in town after work at about 5.25pm. Do a full circle of Frasers ground floor (jewellery, shoes, make-up and perfume), out onto Argyle Street, window shop Schuh, Accessorize and Warehouse before cutting up Queen Street, into Primark, through the shop, exiting back onto Argyle Street and then making Topshop my final destination before hopping on my second bus home.
That 30 minute fix is a good short-term solution. Not enough time to actually try anything on or buy anything, but enough time to browse and pick out things I might want to revisit on an extended shopping trip later that week.
If I can't make it to the shops, a quick splurge on Ebay or ASOS is good, but no instant gratification.
Christmas shopping hell? Not for me. All those little 'add-ons' that line the queues? Pretty lights adorning the street? And the smell of mulled wine emanating from the German Market? Simply bliss...
What's your addiction?