Friday, 15 March 2013
Finish the Sentence Friday - 3: I did something stupid
I am finally back on the bandwagon and linking up with FTSF.
I did something really stupid once, I…
... tried to hide my online shopping parcel from my husband. And he found it. Ugh.
You know, my hubs is not always too enthralled about my online shopping behaviour. Because I love online shopping. I think it is the best invention ever: you can take your time to choose what you want to keep, try it on several times, you can combine the clothes with the ones you already have at home and see what matches, you have the biggest variety available and do not even have to leave your couch for it. Paradise! Very often I order a bunch of stuff, try it on at home and return most of it again. Not because I love ordering stuff just for the sake of it and not keeping anything but because a lot of clothes look totally dorky when you try them on and do NOT resemble the picture shown on the internet. So I order a lot and only keep a bit out of that. And since my man ususally just notices what is delivered but not what I return we have some discussions here and then... ;-)
So I started to use a certain strategy: hide the stuff from him during the process of choose and return, then wait a few weeks and then, casually, wear it at any random opportunity without even mentioning it. Sometimes he might ask me "are these jeans/shoes/whatever" new?" and I go "this?? No, that's oooold, I just haven't worn it for a while" or "actually I already bought that last year" (um.... well. It's not so flattering for me to admit all of this...).
Anyway, some days ago I received a parcel while he was home. I answered the door and thought "where am I gonna hide this??" and the only place that came to my mind was the space underneath the stairs of our back door entrance. I stuffed it underneath as far as I could and wanted to fetch it later. And then I forgot about it.
Turns out he has the nose of a drug-sniffing dog because some days later the parcel stood on the kitchen table. Oops. He just put it there without any comment to me. I found it when I went in there, sitting on the table like my big fat bad conscience. I am still embarrassed when I think about it. And I still wonder what he thought when he found it.
And this was when I decided to stop doing this. And I am really ashamed and sorry. :-(
But before I put on the penitential robe let me just take those three parcels to the post office before he comes home! :-D
Thank you to Kate of Can I Get Another Bottle of Whine…, Janine of Janine’s Confessions of a Mommyaholicf, Stephanie of Mommy, for Real and Dawn of Dawn's Disaster for hosting Finish the Sentence Friday!
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