Hi My Name is Joella and I'm a Bead Addict

Does anyone else have this problem? I run into a craft store to buy some findings for a necklace I've made (a five minute job tops) and end up spending an hour filling my folded arm with bead packets, I didn't get a cart because I was only coming in for findings. My arm is so full they start dropping to the floor and I'm thinking this will be it no more beads for awhile...not until I sell more jewelry and then only then will I buy more beads. But oh no...the next day I'm in Walmart picking up a few items, I find myself passing by the bead section, I keep walking but something tells me to turn around, just take a quick look, see if there's anything new. What could be the harm right? Well $40.00 later I'm back in my car and wondering what the heck happened...how am i going to explain this to my husband? As I turn the corner to our home I'm hoping my husband's truck isn't in the drive...it is! I casually walk up the front step to the house, like it's any other day, like I've done nothing wrong, I open the door, the coast is clear so I through the bags on the counter, grabbing the small bag that holds my pretty addiction and I quickly tuck it away into a drawer until later when he's not home and I can add them to my collection. I've got away with it this time but will I be so luck next time? What's a girl to do?