She just called from the mall. Without even trying she got a parking slot five spaces from the entrance. She does this every time. She is the Parking Goddess.
With us, it's shoes. Maybe its a gender thing but I can never find any, and when I do, the price tends to make me wince. Fred finds the perfect pair, exactly what he needs (dress, casual, athletic, whatever) in his size, and inexpensive, about 10 minutes after declaring that he's looking.
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I can relate