Thread: Confessions of a Propaholic

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Props stored all over the place garage, basement, barn, shed(built just for prop storage), bedroom, mothers house. Never mind the book marks, PDF's word docs. Its the 3 5" binders that always get me in trouble.

My friends get angry whenever I say no I can't go out drinking with you, don't have the money for alcohol, because I have to use that money for Halloween Prop building.

Last night at 10:30 I am out on the front porch, detailing away on my tombstone project. My hubby sticks his head out the door and says hey you coming to bed. I look at him and say, does it look like I am anywhere near finished.. he just shakes his head and goes off to bed.. No wonder my back has been hurting for 3 days, all the bending over this tombstone..

I can only imagine the credit card company lady looking over my statement each month:
ax, rags, saw, visqueen, coffin, fake blood, wine bottles, dremel tool attachments, chain, foam, duct tape, paint, glue, etc...

Originally Posted by TheGothicPrincess

I can only imagine the credit card company lady looking over my statement each month:
ax, rags, saw, visqueen, coffin, fake blood, wine bottles, dremel tool attachments, chain, foam, duct tape, paint, glue, etc...

LOL! Hilarious.....

I had already posted this on the 28th, but I will repost it here since this thread has been started, and this seems to be the appropriate place for it to rest:

Hi, my name is JW and I'm also a propaholic. It's been 3 months since my last build. I admit I am starting to have major withdrawals and it's getting harder to control it. I have started hiding schematics around my house, I tell my family I am visiting friends in the hospital when I am really thrift-shopping, I sneak up into the attic when no one is around and talk to my props. I have even gone so far as to sell some of my belongings so I could afford to buy stuff online when it was on sale. My family thinks I am out of control. I have seen the way they look at me when I take things out of the neighbors garbage. My god, I feel so guilty. But what can I do? WHAT CAN I DO????

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Tell the spouse that you have to have a physical for work, then tell her the doctor told you it is life threatening if you don't continue to build props. Explain to her that it reduces your blood pressure and causes less stress, which = happy hubby.

Yeah my neighbor and friends all know IF YOU GET SOMETHING NEW, I want the foam out of the box it came in, never mind, what was in the box... just the packing stuff. LOL
also I live in a major tourist area and there is an antic mall, shop, barn within every mile... if not "turn back.. your lost".
May I should start posting pictures of what I saw today? there are some really COOL THINGS. One place even has old horse drawn buggies and carts. well maybe I'll put a few up and see what happens.

Okay guys, I'm supposed to be working right now. Instead I am LMAO over these posts. So here is mine:

Hello, my name is Head Spook, and I'm a propaholic and halloween junkie. No matter how much halloween stuff I accumulate, I can't help my craving for more. I need the high. I can't live without the rush I get when I see something at a thrift store or garage sale that will make a perfect addition to the haunt at some ridiculously low price. Has my addiction affected my relationships; absolutely. You either get on the train with me, or I'll throw you on the tracks.

Hello, My name is Liuoliveira , and I,m halloholic all year ....

*Boo hoo*....*sob*...I've even stolen my mother-in-laws furniture to make props..*sob*

Oh..the shame! The shame! (insert sly, somewhat insincere grin...)

Originally Posted by slightlymad

Props stored all over the place garage, basement, barn, shed(built just for prop storage), bedroom, mothers house. Never mind the book marks, PDF's word docs. Its the 3 5" binders that always get me in trouble.

Me too. I have them everywhere; binders and composition notebooks. I am constantly taking notes and making little drawings.

Tell the spouse that you have to have a physical for work, then tell her the doctor told you it is life threatening if you don't continue to build props. Explain to her that it reduces your blood pressure and causes less stress, which = happy hubby.

Actually, I'm the happy wife. My husband is only happy when he can get that stupid Honda S2000 in the garage. It's my garage, dammit! He got the car, I got the garage. Didn't I? Unless he wants me to use his stupid car for a workbench. And don't think I won't do it. I will. Don't test me.