Question: Confess to Husband???
Life is full of mysteries that leave us wondering and scratching our heads. Lice can also do this. But if you have a question about life, or even about lice, this is your chance to ask it. Just shoot me an email, at TippyGnu [at] gmx.com. Or, if you don’t feel like shooting me, you can ask the question in a comment.
This question comes from a “friend” of Carolyn Shelton (renowned author of the blog, Nuggets of Gold). And it’s a good thing it doesn’t come from Carolyn herself, because apparently her “friend” totally destroyed the family car. By that I mean, she struck something and chipped the paint. This is the sort of appalling, egregious travesty that husbands for generations have constantly dreaded, ever since women won the right to drive.
Carolyn’s husband, Brad, has already been through enough of her horrific car wrecks. Poor Brad doesn’t need yet another. But in Carolyn’s defense, the accidents are never her fault. It seems that objects such as gates, mailboxes, and trees have a tendency to become suicidal whenever they see her coming down the road, and they jump out in front of her car, in an effort to end it all. And she obliges them.
Just remember, there are no stupid questions. So here’s Carolyn’s long, drawn out, stammering, feet-fidgeting . . . awe come on Carolyn, just spit it out:
Hi, I have a question for you, asking for a friend. 🙂
IF you happened to hit an inanimate object, ( well pretty sure it magically moved) But anyway. If your vehicle hit it, and chipped some paint, do you confess to your husband? Or do you wait and see if he notices it? Start counting the days to see how long. What they don’t know doesn’t hurt them, right? In what situations can one use that excuse? Obviously big things one should share with their spouse, but what about minor run ins with inanimate objects that magically move?