I Refuse to be Beaten By Paper

Perhaps Rock or Scissors could get the best of me, but Paper? Come on. Get real. Hah! I’m actually not speaking of the age old game upon which all major decisions should be made, but instead about the Great Paper Dilemma for my @#@##!!! greeting cards. Haven’t heard of the Great Paper Dilemma??? You will. Read on, please.

Why did I have to choose gray, anyway? And why do I have to have a social conscious?? I’m telling you I had not a clue in hell (or elsewhere) that it would be so damn difficult to find GRAY, recycled cover stock. After my research, I know more about paper than I ever wanted to know. Seriously. There are far more interesting topics on my List of Top Topics to Research than freaking paper. Sadly though, compromising on my ideals has never been my forte. I’m still trying to figure out what my $!@$#!@#$!!@#$%%!@!!!!! forte is, but I’m quite clear that compromising on my ideals is not even in the ballpark. Too bad. Those people always look so much happier than moi. [insert a heavily-burdened-by-my-bizarre-uncompromising-ideals sigh here]

Granted, there is still hope that I will track down that environmentally friendly, illusively perfect (hah!) shade of gray paper.  I found the flipping envelopes, blasted packaging, and bloody (not literally) ribbon, didn’t I? Yes, I will. And then I will be free to dance my happy gloom dance once again. Woot. Watch out environmentally-friendly-perfect-shade-of-gray-paper, I’m coming for you.