I am the worst at buying clothes for myself. I used to love to go clothes shopping but now . . I just don’t do it. I don’t even know where to go and things are so expensive and they fall apart and I say I’ll make stuff and buy the pattern and the fabric and then don’t make it. I really should do better!
All of my underwear had gotten kinda worn out. I hate it when it’s all floppy and I’m trying to sleep and it doesn’t do what it’s supposed to do. I had three or four pair that I like for sleeping. A month or so ago, I was digging through the underwear drawer and Vince asked what I was doing and I told him looking for a pair of underwear I like to sleep in. I won’t tell you his first response but his second response was “Why don’t you buy more?”
A couple of nights later I noticed there was a tag I could still read in one of the pairs that I like a lot so I googled it and found them at Macy’s and ordered 10 pairs. They arrived and we had this conversation:
Vince: What did you get?
Me: The underwear I ordered.
Vince: How many?
Me: 10 but I know I’m going to wish I had ordered 20.
Vince: Why didn’t you order 20 since you know you like them?
Me: I didn’t want to spend that much.
Vince: They can’t cost more than a dollar!
It’s a good thing I wasn’t eating or drinking . . I would have choked.
Y’all .. he really thinks a decent pair of underwear shouldn’t cost more than $1.
I guess the look on my face . . somewhere between “What rock have you been living under?” to “Am I really married to a man who thinks underwear should cost $1?” told him he was WAY off.
He said $5? And I could tell he was holding his breath hoping I wasn’t going to say I had spent $5 on one pair of underwear.
I said “The End! We’re not discussing this further. I got 10 pair . . that will last me a while!”
I was going to say “Men!” but I’m not because my guess is that Vince is the only husband in the world who is so clueless about that kind of stuff.