don’t shop and talk
I went to Jarir Bookstore this morning for what was supposed to be an in-and-out trip for primer and brushes. I made the mistake of being on the phone as I shopped. When I got home and unpacked, I saw that I had picked up-and paid for-a lovely, hardcover, A5 sketchbook. As pleasantly surprised as I was, I rolled my eyes and thought: oh no, not another one. *incidentally, I did get off the phone at the check out counter but didn’t notice it even then.