These are a few of my favourite things...

It's desperately sad when one of your favourite pastimes becomes a burden. You know what I'm talking about. Things like sex. Alcohol. And laminating.
I used to adore laminating. The thrill of waiting for it to heat up (especially useful when it's winter), the joy of lining up your A4 piece of paper to make sure all the edges are sealed, and the glorious birth of a plastic, shiny notice. *sigh
These days, as I feed sheet after sheet into the endlessly hungry mouth, the pleasure taken from this simple task has vanished like dishwater down a drain. Maybe one day in the distant future, my love will be rekindled, but until then, I will fight the daily urge to (pause for dramatic effect) take a sledgehammer to it.
Surely there are therapy groups for this sort of thing..

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