I can’t help myself every time
We are still watching (or not) debates of large numbers of democratic candidates for president. I am compelled to watch for a few reasons: curiosity, desire for political drama (as if I don’t have enough), civic duty that has been untested by such a plethera of debates. Every time the date approaches for one of these, I whine to my husband, “I don’t want to draw tonight.” He knows I will. And I do. I can’t help myself.