A woman had a weakness for beautiful clothes.
She was unable to resist the temptation…to the point of outrageous, extravagant spending.
She and her husband had worked on it, and he thought she was doing better. Every time she was drawn to a clothing boutique or a display in a department store window, she would talk to herself, “Don’t do it…don’t do it…remember how much you owe…you don’t need it…you’ve worn the last dress only once…you owe a fortune still…remember how John feels about it…don’t do it…get the behind me Satan.”
She made it for about six weeks, and then came home one day with a gorgeous $350 dress. Her husband couldn’t understand it. Why?
“The Devil got me again,” she said. “I couldn’t resist.”
“But how often have we talked about it?” he moaned.
“It has worked before. For…