It isn't just watches, my friends.
Watches, straps, movements, tools, watch winders, MIG welders, pens, books, gel seats, microscopes, heavy duty power sockets and wall boxes, 12V LED car spot lights...
I just love browsing through EBay, Alibaba, online shops, Amazon, Google and anywhere else I can, talking myself into "needing" something, spending days researching something out and nailing down exactly what I "need" and finding the perfect fit, ordering it and then waiting for the delivery.
Every morning at work I listen out for the front door aroundabout a certain time as I know that'll be the postman, and also when I see a delivery van drive up. And then I sit there half concentrating on what I'm doing, half concentrating to hear if I can hear Jo's (the receptionist / secretary) footsteps walking towards me to hand over a parcel.
Lately she's taken to leaving the large parcels next to her desk where they're closer to the front door and only tells me when I'm on the way home in the evening, so if I'm expecting something big, a couple of times a day I'll wander the long way around to the kitchen so I can see if there's a box there that might be for me...
I need two little metal adapters turned up to fit motorbike pegs to my bike, and I'm looking at £600 hobby lathes so I can make them myself.
If this carries on I'll end up homeless but surrounded by millions of cardboard boxes!
I definitely think we should set up a clinic where online shopping addicts can recover! Help!