What happens when the husband loves to shop and the wife does not? I’m betting that most times, it’s the wife who loves to shop and the husband who does not.
We’ve about gotten past the point of physically shopping because Vince knows I don’t last long when we wander aisles of stores. I’m ok to go in and get when we need but the picking up everything, looking at it, discussing it, putting it back and going to the next item . . I just can’t do it.
A new problem has emerged. Vince is perfectly happy to sit at the computer and shop.
Despite what some of you may think about me, except for fabric and sock yarn, I don’t buy a lot of stuff and what I have, as long as it works, I don’t care how old it is. And, I guess because I grew up in southwest Louisiana, I hate coats. I take it off to get in the car, stand out in the cold to put it on to go in the grocery store, take it off when I get inside the grocery store . . why even wear it. I can just run inside the store real quickly and not even get cold! Vince loves coats. I’m betting he buys 5 or 6 every year and I’m thinking that in order to make himself feel better, he always tries to talk me into getting a new coat. I’m perfectly happy to take Chad or Vince’s old coats and use those when I have to go out with Speck or the chickens. The sleeves are too long but that’s good . . they cover my hands and I don’t have to wear gloves.
This weekend I was cooking breakfast and Vince was on the computer. Here’s our conversation:
Vince: Do you need a new coat?
Vince: Do you have a coat?
Vince: Are you sure you don’t need a new coat?
Me: I’m very sure.
5 minutes later:
Vince: Do we need a new washer and dryer?
Vince: Don’t we need a new washer and dryer?
Vince: They have these front loading machines on sale.
Vince: How old is our washer?
Me: I don’t know . . it still works. I think they’re 7 years old.
Vince: Sometimes you need to get new stuff. It may be time.
5 minutes later:
Vince: Here’s something you need (you all know there’s NOTHING I need!)
Every night I hear noises. Vince thinks I could just send this robotic camera out into the family room or kitchen to take pictures of what’s going on, then it would send the pictures to my laptop and I don’t have to wake Vince up to see what I heard.
Don’t you think Vince needs to find something to do and get off the computer? 🙂
But, I would take a gas stove . .