On a recent visit to my favorite big box store, I discovered garden gnomes on clearance. The poor guys had reduced price stickers on their foreheads.
Nothing is sadder than an unwanted gnome priced to go. OK, almost nothing.
This story has a happy ending. On the next visit all the gnomes were gone to their forever homes and only a few stray mushroom remained.
The moral of this story? I think I have a shopping addiction.
No gnomes were harmed on this shopping excursion.