Monday Morning Blues

I've had a great weekend but now feeling '1 degree under' as they say. The one thing that is a real tonic for me is to browse round a stationery shop, the more expensive the goods, the more I like it. Today I had to make do with the famous superstore and spent ages in the paper aisle. Paper touches most of my senses, I love the feel of it, the smell of it, the sight of it and strangely the sound of it as I flick through the corners of a stack of fresh A4. Is this common or am I, as I fear, quite weird?