It snuck up on me ...

I'm sitting at my desk and I get a call from the receptionist ... a box was just delivered for me.  I couldn't imagine what it was.  Perhaps something for one of my attys.  No.  It was addressed to me.  And upon further inspection ... A CRICUT Expression.  I had ordered it one of those nights I couldn't sleep. 

Now just what in the hay do I think I'm going to do with this.  I use fabric.  I sew.  I make dolls.  I make quilts.  I haven't a clue where to begin creating with paper.

Oh well, I have 30 days to try it out and if I'm not satisfied, I can return it.