The Sweet husband and I have spent countless hours over the years discussing mostly meaningless semantics.
Over the weekend, a coworker who is moving was selling some nice looking purses that the granddaughter would like, so I
told her I wanted two of them, took them home with me, however that ended my part of the transaction. The $10 I owed her part
got left out.When she called to remind me this afternoon, the SH was asleep so I just ran it over to her house.
When I got back, he was awake and asked if I had been to check on my sister, I said no, and explained the purse story.
Then he informs me that we had been married 38 years and he had never realized I was a purse snatcher.
That's why we have been married so long, I am complicated, you never know what's going to happen.
He tells me that is ok, as long as me being complicated doesn't mean him waking up and finding I've cut his throat he's good with it.
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