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At 4 a.m. last night while getting a bit antsy about the clock ticking down towards arrival day I had a brainstorm. I realized the best way to get the new baby into the house and still be alive to play with it is to make it a gift from them to me for having been such a good husband and dad for the past two years. First, it's not unjustified because I have been the main doer during this enforced confinement since April, going out and shopping all the time while my wife stays in and safe. I have to say that one of the others of you gave me the hint by saying your daughter was buying it for you even though that was just a front. I decided that that same statement would work but changed to "Both you and Andy bought it for me for being such a great husband and dad during this difficult year. Thank you so much for such a wonderful present. And to show my appreciation you don't have to pay even a penny for it."
This was the plan....to say that as I opened the box on arrival day, which is supposed to be tomorrow or Wednesday. Unfortunately, the best laid plans etc. etc because this afternoon I went into the study and found my wife at the computer. It was open to the Post office page for tracking the package, and I was a bit surprised. I always leave my tabs open but just close the top of the laptop and obviously when she used it and closed hers that was the one left on top. I asked her innocently what she was looking at, and she said oh I was just checking blady blah about blah blah blah. It sounded legit and I sat down at the Mac and closed out that tab, but unfortunately the eBay page with my new sax and all the saxes I had followed was next in line. There it was in full glory, in Spanish, with the price showing. Oh Sxxx!
I closed it as fast as I could, but she said, You're looking at saxes, aren't you?.... Me? NO! ....Yes you are. You've bought a saxophone, haven't you? No, not at all....uhhhmmm.....(now I'm in a pickle....how can I swear no when it's about to show up in 2 days?) ....well.....(I wasn't prepared to tell her in advance but now there was no choice.).....well no.....You and Andy bought it for me....for my Biirthday. She goes, WHAT?? You spent 550 euros on a sax when the other one still hasn't sold? And you want me to pay for it??
But it was very wishy washy complaining because she is used to my sax habits and when I explained how it was my Birthday present after getting nothing for years and it was only 550 and of course you don't have to pay a cent and you realize that my TT probably needs to be repadded and if this one is better I'll sell that one and still break even because I got it for a song 13 years ago bla bla kiss kiss ....So she says, but of course you won't play it until your Birthday next weekend, right? What!! Come'on Honey, you know I have to play it when it comes.....Yes I know....And I came out smelling like a Rose. Not for nothing am I named Rosenthal because I am Mighty Like A Rose in close marital combat.
So now it is clear going until the arrival moment, which of course I can't wait for. I think I need a tranquilizer....first new sax in 4 years and I'm like an 8 year old.
This was the plan....to say that as I opened the box on arrival day, which is supposed to be tomorrow or Wednesday. Unfortunately, the best laid plans etc. etc because this afternoon I went into the study and found my wife at the computer. It was open to the Post office page for tracking the package, and I was a bit surprised. I always leave my tabs open but just close the top of the laptop and obviously when she used it and closed hers that was the one left on top. I asked her innocently what she was looking at, and she said oh I was just checking blady blah about blah blah blah. It sounded legit and I sat down at the Mac and closed out that tab, but unfortunately the eBay page with my new sax and all the saxes I had followed was next in line. There it was in full glory, in Spanish, with the price showing. Oh Sxxx!
I closed it as fast as I could, but she said, You're looking at saxes, aren't you?.... Me? NO! ....Yes you are. You've bought a saxophone, haven't you? No, not at all....uhhhmmm.....(now I'm in a pickle....how can I swear no when it's about to show up in 2 days?) ....well.....(I wasn't prepared to tell her in advance but now there was no choice.).....well no.....You and Andy bought it for me....for my Biirthday. She goes, WHAT?? You spent 550 euros on a sax when the other one still hasn't sold? And you want me to pay for it??
But it was very wishy washy complaining because she is used to my sax habits and when I explained how it was my Birthday present after getting nothing for years and it was only 550 and of course you don't have to pay a cent and you realize that my TT probably needs to be repadded and if this one is better I'll sell that one and still break even because I got it for a song 13 years ago bla bla kiss kiss ....So she says, but of course you won't play it until your Birthday next weekend, right? What!! Come'on Honey, you know I have to play it when it comes.....Yes I know....And I came out smelling like a Rose. Not for nothing am I named Rosenthal because I am Mighty Like A Rose in close marital combat.
So now it is clear going until the arrival moment, which of course I can't wait for. I think I need a tranquilizer....first new sax in 4 years and I'm like an 8 year old.
