I tell you the Goodwill is a bad place for me to go. Stop in to check for one thing and you come out with an armload of stuff your determined you need. A file box (which I actually do need), a drawer box, a hardcover copy of Eclipse, a paperback copy of Donald Miller's 'Searching for God knows What' and a book that looked cool called 'A Writer's Reader'.
Did I need all this? Who knows. But at least I made it out of there spending about what I would have spent if I bought the file box brand new. So I guess I'm good. I need to stay away from that place though. It sucks me in.
