So, I grabbed my purse and raided Hubby's wallet for some cash. On my way to the car, I stopped in the garage to tell Hubby where I was going and this is how it went...
Me: "I'm going to Target to pick up a couple of things."
Hubby: "What are you getting?"
Me: "I need a new, cute top. Nothing fancy, but something that doesn't look like it's been attacked by the garage or the yard."
Hubby: "How are you paying for it?"
Me: "Cash."
Hubby: "Where did you get the cash?"
Me: (smiling) "Your wallet."
Hubby: (thinking) "Do me a favor, keep the cash for weekend smokes and stuff but go in and get my credit card to put the new shirt on."
Me: (totally stunned) "Really?"
Hubby: "Yeah."
Me: "OK then."
This, of course, was music to my ears. I hauled myself back into the house and grabbed the credit card. Once I got to Target, I decided on TWO shirts. However, in the end, he lucked out. Once I was back home, I realized that I not only had a shirt in my closet that I liked but I also didn't care for the shirts I bought. So, next week, I guess I'll be taking them back and in the end Hubby will have paid for nothing. Although, if I really think about it, I'm sure I can exchange them for something else I do love. Cuz that's how I roll!
The moral of this story is, I have a good husband and maybe I should rethink all those times I tried to auction him off on Facebook...
Eh, maybe I shouldn't get ahead of myself... This could've just been one of those "moments".
:)
