I can sympathise with a friend who went out for an evening intending to do some pub singing...but found that they were full that evening.

He decided to call it a night and go home...despite the fact that the pub still sold beer and food and there was going to be singing anyway. It was the disruption of a set plan that soured it.

I have had this same experience and felt the same reaction. In my case I misjudged a glass door one evening and smacked my nose fair into it. Stunned, I thought I had broken it, and could do no more than reel home in shock. Had I stayed at the concert I went to, I could have had a better evening than sitting at home feeling my nose. It still would have been sore, but there would have been dancing girls who could have been sympathetic. No-one at home took any interest.

The same thing often happens when I go out shopping for some specific item. Whether I find it or not, as soon as the case is decided, I turn for home...failing to capitalise on the journey to do other tasks. I might be able to find other wonders but my mind has shut down. Perhaps it is a male thing, because I've seen ladies shop in all directions at once.

Perhaps it's a good mechanism to save money.

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