Originally Posted by cariboocreek
So an update.....or how I slid the razor.
So I mention to my lovely wife that we need to run into town to pick something up for the fifth wheel. Of course I have not told her I am spending $750 and am being deliberately coy. As I look back now I realize there in lies the beginning of my adventure. She gives me a quizzical look but attaches her one condition...a stop at Costco. I immediately agree. Piece of cake I think to myself. To make her even happier I head to Costco first. Unknown to myself she was already at least two steps ahead of me. I however was under the foolish, if not horribly mistaken impression that I was doing just fine.
Loading a significant amount of Costco purchases into the truck she asks me what did "We" need for the camper. I non-chalantly pass it off as some hitch stuff. Of course I am not explaining to her that I am completely, or at the time planning, to replace the whole unit. Several minutes pass, she's a cagey one I'll give her that, she says so what hitch stuff? Well I figure as we are pulling into the hitch shop that this is a good time to explain the purchase with many references to safety. Figuring any conversation laced with safety is a winner. She looks less than convinced.
I beginning to squirm a little in my seat wondering to myself how Dr. Phil would handle this. She asks, "so have we been unsafe for the last two years"? Of course not I say. I even add a little tone quality to my voice to attempt to emphasize my point. "It's an upgrade" I counter, realizing the tone in my voice was recognized and not appreciated. I then realize she is brushing the hair away from her face which I have come to learn is akin to a horse swishing its tail before it kicks, a rattler shaking its tail before it strikes, a dog baring its teeth before it bites.....you get the point.
We paid "three thousand dollars for the Pull Rite two years ago, right"? " Yes" I answer, thinking that a long answer would be a mistake. "Was it a good hitch when you bought it two years ago"? "It was top of the line, they made no better", I answered. I'm home free now..... I added that this new hitch is an upgrade. I'm half way down the razor now and don't even realize it.
She looks me square in the eye and asks, "when we were married 35 years ago was I top of the line, no-one better"?
Now every man on the planet, except apparently me, could see the trap.
I answer "yes you were top of the line". Microphone drop......I just knew that response would be the bomb. My neurons were doing the wave and high-fiving each other at the obvious brilliance of how I handled her trickiness.
"So if I was top of the line and none better, and an upgrade came along, would you trade me for the upgrade"?
Now at this point I had two choices. Both bad. Answer yes, get the hitch, get unhitched. Or answer no, place tail between legs and admit defeat to a superior power.
I'm not getting an Anderson.