I hate shopping

And that's coming from a female, and a buyer by profession. Frankly, I mostly shop online, even for birthday presents, and I even order them already gift wrapped. Yes, I am an unromantic person that way.
However, I am known to take off for a shopping spree once or twice a year to get all necessities for a new season in one day, choosing the early hours to avoid the crowds. I strongly believe that my lack of shopping enthusiasm might have been one major reason to why my fellow traveler married me.

Shopping at Costco is the worst of all daymares. This afternoon we got stuck in a line-up for card renewal. There are always line ups, everywhere. At the check-out, or the after check-out at the entrance/exit (I will never understand the purpose of this bill-checking-ritual), and the service counter. It never ceases to amaze me why people are willing to wait half an hour or longer only to return the stuff that they had purchased the week before. It makes me wonder why not buy the right stuff the first time, or maybe most of the items are defective by default?

Coming to the point of my story... my fellow traveler sensed my tension build-up, and took me once again to the motorcycle dealership for relaxation (works better than a spa!), where I could admire my 'usual suspects' the Beemer F/G 650 GS and the Bonnie. Jeff, the sales guy recognized me immediately, which he must, since I have been visiting for the umptiest time. We chatted as usual, and what I really appreciate is, that he had never tried to push me into closing the deal.

Although the weather was sunny and balmy -2C (28F), there was not one bike in the dealership parking lot, and not a shadow of a two-wheeler on the road. Albertans are truly heroes of the cold NOT, or so it seems.

Later the day I tried to fire up the scooter, but after a couple of months of garage time it had some starter issues, which actually surprised me, since my LadyHawk used to come to life on the first or second push of the button. The SWing's battery has almost given up the ghost, the tyre pressure is low, and why the heck is the ABS idiot light on all the time? Ok, no riding, instead some maintenance...