Necesito Perchas!!

I fear I might have a problem. Since I have arrived in San Sal I have learned a lot about myself. I like to say it is my creative side. My mom would probably call it frivolous. My dad would likely say I am a princess. Call it what you want to call it, I have a shopping problem.

The first day I arrived in paradise I found a batch of hangers lying on my bed welcoming me to my new home. Problem #1: There were only 5. Jokingly I told "Mr. Jon" (Nick I think you will appreciate that) that I didn't have enough hangers. I came home one afternoon to find 5 more! Embarrassed I told him I still didn't have enough and shyly admitted my problem. Next day, 20 hangers arrive...one batch of 10 for me and one batch of 10 for Marge. I stole Marge's other 10. So, today as we headed to the grocery store Mr. Jon joked about how he had to get Marge some hangers. I told him that he didnt need to get them and I would get her some. When we reconvened after paying he said, "did you think that Marge might overpack too?" Nope....20 more for me and 10 for her.

Now I might need some feedback on this one. I am feeling quite overwhelmed with this new information about myself. Do I have a problem? I wouldn't call it overpacking. Actually I marvel at how much I was able to get in only two bags. Sadly, this has left me a bit lost and sad. I went shopping today only to find wonderful things. Mr. Jon was there and all I felt was guilt that if I bought anything else I would have to ask him to take me to the supermarket for more hangers.