My Kryptonite

In no way am I saying I'm superman;
1. I'm don't own a cape (secretly, I want one, but we'll keep that between you and I)
2. I don't have an alter ego
3. I don't wear my knickers over tights, but then again my attention span does last for about 3 seconds, so one day it will happen. Put a wager on it.

But what I will say is that I have weakness, my Kryptonite: a trip to boots after payday. For some people, its ice cream or I don't know, shorts maybe. Or more specifically, nail vanish. But me, oh give me the whole hog. I'm not picky.

Its like I'm uncontrollable. I'm like an animal, I rage through the store, basket in hand filled  with random, unexplained items. All of which I don't need and will rarely use.

I have a problem, but I've heard I first steps to recovery is to admit it.

Look at me, trying to justify my greed to materialistic things as an addiction. I'm a horrible person. It's just a habit, an expensive, inefficient habit. Urgh.

So tell me I'm not the only one, what's your Kryptonite, your weakness?
Or alternatively, if you had the opportunity to tell superman that humans do not wear pants over tights, would you?

Have yourself a lovely day!