so not my fault

so there i am, innocently liking 'chuck,' having said scout will like it, too, when all of a sudden i'm at target with hobbitsister and her girls. i'm off looking for a present for my mom, when my sister finds me and says, 'so do you have 'chuck?''
me: 'no, i've been watching it online.'
hs: 'oh.'
i walked over to where she had been looking at dvd's, and where my nieces now stood.
me: 'oh, season one is on sale. my target doesn't even have season one. hm...i don't know. what do you girls think?'
girls: 'i don't know.'
me: 'hm...i'm not good at buying impulsively. but i suppose i can always buy it cuz they have it here, and then return it at my target if i change my mind. hm...i do have a gift card from work.'
erma: 'so use that.'
me: 'hm...but i usually use it for something practical and then use the money to go to a twins game. hm...i don't know. it's right before Christmas. is it safe to get it?'
scout: 'i don't know.'
me: 'hm...i don't know.'
by now hobsis had joined us, ready to leave.
hobsis: 'are you getting it?'
me: 'hm...i don't know. i could buy it and then hem and haw at home. maybe that's what i'll do. yeah, i'll buy it and then think about it, and then i can return it.'
hobsis: 'but then we can't watch it!'
me: ah-ha! so that's what this is all about! got it. alright. i'll buy it and we can watch it tonight.

so yeah, it's not my fault.