Confessions of a Scrap-a-holic

I scrapbook. It's not blogging. It's not about my "journal" entries, my momentary lapses into organized chaos at work or a place to release a diatribe about the latest fad I've seen on the subway. No, I scrapbook because it's calming. I'm in control of the complete process- layout, setup, organization, content- the whole nine yards. How that would translate into a regular paying job is beyond me. What I do know is no matter how stressful life can be- I can, without hesitation, sprawl out on my floor with pages and pages of paper, stamps and ribbons and create a memory on paper. Looking back at the past 10 years I've been indulging in this hobby- I can see how much better I've gotten and resist the urge to redo the pages. After spending $90 in Michaels on Friday I can't help but wonder- would someone pay me to do this?