Today is Friday. Patrick only works half days on Fridays because he works longer days every other day of the work week. When he got home today, I was laying on the couch processing my day and resting before I got started on what seems to be quite a heavy to do list.
I should say this before I go any further: I cannot lie to my husband. Or anyone for that matter. I'm transparent and it's evident when I know something you don't and I can't tell you. I CAN, however, keep secrets - just not from Patrick.
He walks in the door with a box and a GPS unit. I instantly feel my face turn red and my eyes got wide and I covered my mouth (for reasons unknown to me, I do this when I'm about to freak out internally). My first thought was this, "Did he find his Christmas present (which is tucked away in the attic)? Did he buy a GPS for himself?!?!" Thus the internal freaking out begins.
He sits on the couch beside me, so excited about this little device that takes you anywhere you want to go. He showed me how it worked and, bless his heart, even typed in Whole Foods so I could be excited about some directions. Meanwhile, I'm still freaking out. He gets up and I stare at him. He knows I want to say something, but I won't. SHOOT!
I walk into the kitchen and I look at him to say something and he said, "What's wrong?" I say nothing. He said, "Are you trying to figure out if you got me the right GPS?" WHAT? Yes. In fact, I am. How do you know this. Before I knew it, a muttered "uh-huh" came out of my mouth as he chuckled. I tried to redeem myself and mumbled words about just kidding, ha ha ha, and the like. Too late, he knew.
He knew the second I saw the box. This man can get into my head like no one else. And so I feel terrible because I was so excited that I ordered a cool GPS (which happened to be exactly the one he brought home from work today and his friend said was wonderful. score), and then I blew it. I feel like a loser because Patrick knows what he getting for Christmas and even suggested we use it next weekend.
You know what? He doesn't feel bad at all. He kept saying how awesome I was and laughing at the situation. He's so excited and, in fact, is quite surprised. Just at the wrong time, from my perspective :) I really need to learn how to hide things a little better from him, or maybe not.
1 comment:
welcome to my world. Bobby ALWAYS guesses his presents and it really ticks me off. Thats his goal now, to figure it out. Sometimes I can lie and make him think he was wrong, but it still stinks when he knows. what is it with those men? I started telling him that if he starts guessing and figures it out thats too bad for him, cause its going back to the store...(but thats not really true..)
Post a Comment