What is truly necessary
Standing in line at Walmart with my hands full of a mix of groceries and paper goods, I chastised myself for not getting a cart. Thirty minutes earlier, I passed the carts in a rush as I entered the store, telling myself that I would be less tempted to veer from my short list without a cart. As I stood in line, I realized that my Jenga and Twister skills mastered as a child were no match for avoiding my temptations as an adult: I was overloaded with “necessities.”