I made the proclamation earlier this week that I was not interested and had no intention of going out and doing much shopping over Thanksgiving weekend. Well, Saturday came around and as we were leaving to meet a friend for an early breakfast I was informed by my wife that she was going to “take me to a special store in the county” after breakfast. Sounded like shopping to me. Indeed, we didn’t get home until the early afternoon.

Now, here I am on Sunday about to go out for another “quick” shopping excursion. I’ll probably get back home this evening sometime. How does this happen?