"Sweetie, you know how I've been searching for a new purse?"
"Yes, we've talked about my hunt for a well made purse with a long shoulder strap and lots of compartments."
"Hmmm, if you say so."
"Well I found the perfect one."
What I am not saying yet is that I found it months ago at Roots Canada, but refused then to pay the outrageous price. Yesterday I saw it was on sale by 30 percent, which took the price down from in-orbit to only sky high.
"That's good" replies B, soaping up my back. I have deliberately begun this conversation while we are in the shower, where B is usually a little, um, distracted.
"I have a confession though, it was a mite expensive." (Massive understatement)
Good, he is distracted
"Well actually, it was more than a little expensive", I admit.
B is hardly even listening to me now, as he mumbles, "It wasn't over $500 was it?"
"Hell no!" I am relieved that he would calmly imagine I could have spent that much.
"Well it couldn't have been that expensive then."
B nuzzles my neck, and this is the perfect time for me to say "It was only $210."
"WHAT!!!! TWO HUNDRED AND TEN DOLLARS! FOR A PURSE? I didn't know a purse could cost that much!" B shrieks.
"But, but, you said..."
"I was kidding."
And paying way more attention than I thought.