Yeah, that aint ever gonna work.One day, I just decided I wasn’t going to lie about that stuff anymore. I’m an adult male. I work. I’ve ALWAYS worked. Why the hell am I pussyfooting around?
It started after a new couch and overstuffed chair showed up without my input. Then she got a new computer. I found out that there was “Our money”, and “Her money”. My money was automatically “Our money”. Hers was not. Screw that.
Been there. I was pathetic.
Half the time, I wonder if these 'poor' husbands are buying an axe instead of paying down the mortgage or their kids tuition.
If matters are secure, and there's still a problem, it aint the need for another guitar.
I’m not suggesting anyone do this, I just thought it would be a fun excersize after I saw happyenchilada post. I’ll begin.
My wife says she doesn’t care if I get more guitars but I will get that sideways look anytime I bring new gear home. Once I may have bought an identical 70’s. Strat to replace my first guitar when I retired it and she may not have noticed since they look the same.
That's tough. Addiction comes in many forms.Agreed. My mother was a “shopaholic” (in other words, gambling by other means) and put our family into some moderate but not unsubstantial debt over it. And that was just like, pier 1 imports and bed bath & beyond. Shudder to think about the boys with their toys that I often see.
My wife actually wants to get a DB. It’s for her but of course I’ll enjoy it too. (I’m an electric bass player, and we used to own one before we moved cross country.) we’re in the process of looking for one atm.Guitars are easy…
Found this at a screaming good deal. I told my wife: “I bought something big, but it’s not a boat” To my surprise, she thought it is super cool. Of course, house plant purchases went through the roof for about 3 months. We support each others vices.