I'm that woman.

You see me in the grocery store standing in front of the sale ice cream in the frozen food section that I passed with my cart 3 minutes ago.  I returned.  And now I'm doing the routine "Shouldiiii-shouldiiiinot-shouldiiiii-shouldiiiiinot" dance in my brain. 

"We don't really need ice cream."
"Oh wait.. I do love Skor."
"Skor's on sale!"
"Skor's usually 8 bucks!"
"...Skor's still 6 bucks...."
....shuffles away...
"BANANA CREAM PIE?!"
"Would I even really eat it?  I mean... banana flavour is a tricky thing to get right... and it's 6 bucks."
"But it's on sale. It will never be six dollars again.."
"That's true.. It will never be.."
"If I had to choose between Wunderbar and Skor what would it be?"
"The container of Skor says it has 3 whole bars in the ice cream!"
"But I'm realizing that Skor is a relatively thin candy bar.. and three isn't a very big number.."
"But it's always nice to have ice cream in the house."
...puts the Skor ice cream in the cart which is sitting unattended and lonely 20 feet away....
"Ya, ok this is good."
....takes steps 1, 2, and .....
"I really can't justify paying six dollars for something I do at home for cheaper."
....puts ice cream back in its rightful place...

I did a similar dance at the checkout with a FoodNetwork holiday edition magazine.  Long live (because there's no such thing as short lived) indecisiveness.