According to Todd's boss Tina, I proved to be an intelligent wife by allowing my husband to purchase his big ticket item just days before I planned my own shopping spree at Ikea. In a few short hours I managed to spend the rest of his 'bonus' check on (I think) much needed items for around the house. We left the place with an Explorer full of boxes for the kids' rooms and basement, despite Todd trying tirelessly to tell me all of my wants could not possibly fit in it at once.
Todd's biggest problem with Ikea is not the money I spend there, but the work he must put into my purchases. My darling hubby has to spend the time with me at the store, hemming and hawing over what I want to get, how it will look in the space I've determined for it, what color I want it to be, if we need to paint because the color I want does not match the existing color scheme, etc. etc. etc...Then he has to pick up all of the boxes for my chosen items (if you've never been, Ikea is self service. You go to the ground floor warehouse and get your own boxes). Of course he pays, then loads said boxes into car. Drives me home. Unloads boxes. Puts together contents of boxes. (All of this is done with an increasing amount of cussing as we move toward the end of the day.)
Last night he put together 1 of 7 boxes we purchased. Over the course of the week and well into his weekend he will put together the rest. He will swear lots and drink even more. The children and I will stay away from him until he is done. When he finishes, everything will be as beautiful as I imagined, and we'll all be super happy it is over.
You see, Tina was right about me planning wisely. However she failed to see that I took it one step further. Todd's TV won't be delivered for another week. Plenty of time for him to pay full attention to the stuff I want done before then.
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