Embearrassed
Remember when I wrote this? I was making fun of the idea that anyone would spend money on something so silly.
Admittedly, I spend money on frivolous things like getting my hair blown out at drybar, multiple workout memberships and various workout equipment. I rarely buy actual things though because I suffer from immediate buyer's remorse and end up taking it back.
V, on the other hand, is exactly the opposite. He's like, I want all the things. "Do you really need that?" is a frequent question and irritation is a frequent emotion when I walk out to check the mail and see an Amazon box on the front porch.
He works hard though, and who am I to tell a grown man how to spend his money. I hoard my money like Scrooge waiting for the Apocalypse.
I guess we balance each other out.
Until recently.
V decided he had to have the 93'' bear from Costco. This led to a real marital fight. I'm convinced that the only reason Costco sells this item is to see which of their shoppers are dumbasses. Us for the win. We made sure and went to Costco on the busiest day possible.
Shoppers gawked and asked each other, "Is he really buying that?!" Most were incredulous, some impressed, but all were judgmental and rightfully so.
I sulked a distance behind the cart.
Had Alex not been walking with him, we could have both pretended like we didn't know him.
And despite how confident V will tell you that he was about his purchase, when two old ladies asked Alex if that bear was for him, V nodded yes, but Alex replied, "No, it's for my Dad."
#busted.
So now this monstrosity resides in our household. He will collect dust and illness. This is the only time I wish that Alex would bring home lice so we could torch the bear in the cul-de-sac.
When the new iPhone update added drawing to text, I expressed my feelings to V while he was sitting with Alex at bedtime and I was downstairs.
He replied with a drawing of a penis which I feel like most people do on a drawing text.
In time, V is hoping I will accept the newest member of the family...like it will somehow become more bearable...
Admittedly, I spend money on frivolous things like getting my hair blown out at drybar, multiple workout memberships and various workout equipment. I rarely buy actual things though because I suffer from immediate buyer's remorse and end up taking it back.
V, on the other hand, is exactly the opposite. He's like, I want all the things. "Do you really need that?" is a frequent question and irritation is a frequent emotion when I walk out to check the mail and see an Amazon box on the front porch.
He works hard though, and who am I to tell a grown man how to spend his money. I hoard my money like Scrooge waiting for the Apocalypse.
I guess we balance each other out.
Until recently.
V decided he had to have the 93'' bear from Costco. This led to a real marital fight. I'm convinced that the only reason Costco sells this item is to see which of their shoppers are dumbasses. Us for the win. We made sure and went to Costco on the busiest day possible.
Shoppers gawked and asked each other, "Is he really buying that?!" Most were incredulous, some impressed, but all were judgmental and rightfully so.
I sulked a distance behind the cart.
Had Alex not been walking with him, we could have both pretended like we didn't know him.
And despite how confident V will tell you that he was about his purchase, when two old ladies asked Alex if that bear was for him, V nodded yes, but Alex replied, "No, it's for my Dad."
#busted.
So now this monstrosity resides in our household. He will collect dust and illness. This is the only time I wish that Alex would bring home lice so we could torch the bear in the cul-de-sac.
When the new iPhone update added drawing to text, I expressed my feelings to V while he was sitting with Alex at bedtime and I was downstairs.
He replied with a drawing of a penis which I feel like most people do on a drawing text.
In time, V is hoping I will accept the newest member of the family...like it will somehow become more bearable...
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