So it’s Saturday morning, it’s the weekend, it’s my vacation from the week, no thoughts of work allowed for two days. Thinking a thought of work? Nope, discard it, we’re on vacation. What do these two days hold? Anything I want them to. I have a wonderful feeling of possibility, of “what might I do?”. I know I need to go shopping and the thought of shopping always makes me happy…what treasures might I find at the evil Wally World? I am making an exception and shopping there, I go maybe twice a year. In principle I am against Walmart. In reality it’s a huge store and they have some things that I can’t find easily in other places – and I’d prefer not to order them online. Rationalizations aside…I think I will wrap things up and get myself going – that’s a joint you want to hit up early to avoid the crowds. It ain’t as bad as IKEA for crowds but it’s a close second. At the end of this day I will have more to show for it than a sore ass from sitting on the couch, mark my words!!!