While washing dishes this afternoon I came to a realization based on a conversation I had with Will earlier that morning. I think our husbands have somehow joined forces to totally throw all women off. I don’t know where and I don’t know how, but somehow it has happened.

I can’t even tell you how many men, especially older men, have joked with me about how their wives “steal“ all their money, or how their paycheck “goes straight to the wife.“ I have to believe you all have heard these little comments at one time or another. I mean if you’ve ever watched the Jetsons you watch Jane take her husband’s entire wallet as the show begins. Even Will makes little “jokes“ about how expensive I am and this and that- especially since I am currently unemployed!

So, now on to my theory.

I am fully convinced these comments are a ploy to get us off of our game and really believe we are the expensive ones in the relationship- but I beg to differ! I love clothes, make-up… fun stuff that doesn’t require an organ donation to get. Will’s gifts, however, are super pricey! From my gift-giving experience, guys have the most expensive hobbies! What do we have? (Okay I’m about to be stereotypical) We scrapbook, or paint, garden… our hobbies aren’t expensive! I can’t believe I fell for this for so long!

Today Will bought a 3 1/2 inch piece of shiny cardboard that could have fed a starving Mormon family for 2 months (I say Mormon because they stereotypically have like 15 kids or something). The SP Authentic Eli Manning Rookie Card. To most women, this means absolutely nothing, but to the avid card collector this is like the Holy Grail of the 2005 SP collection. To me, it is a huge headache.

Will has been collecting this set all year, which is one of the most expensive sets in recent history. It hasn’t been that big of a deal because we haven’t been able to afford the “good player’s” cards. We still can’t really, but Will thought otherwise.

I get an email yesterday from him showing me the card he is wanting to bid on with a note that simply said, “I figured you would want to see this!“ (Like I’m SOOOO into this card thing) I really try to be supportive of this hobby, though I totally do not totally understand it. Well, I really figured he wouldn’t win, so I was like, “Hey! That’s a cool card! I would love for you to have it!“ How dumb.

He won it this morning.

Now, I knew it was going to be expensive, but I don’t think I was prepared for the actual number. He called this morning all excited about his new treasure, and of course I was excited for him. I had just woke up and was still a little unaware to what was going on, until he asked me, “Guess how much it cost!“ So, as much as I hate this game, I humor Will and play along.

I throw out a number. It’s high, but I am willing to go higher.

“Nope.“

I’m feeling a little surprised, but I know this card is pretty expensive. I go up a couple hundered.

“Nope.“

So at this point I am joking on my TMJ mouthguard I sleep in (I’m a dork I know). “Just tell me, sweetie,“ I say in my most supportive voice. I wish he hadn’t told me.

He has been so great through this transistion and really deserved this card, but I do not see AT ALL spending that much money on a little piece of cardboard that is part of a collection. You keep it, you never sell a card like this, so it’s like ,“This baby is worth X amount of dollars- but it doesn’t matter because I’m going to hide it away in a safety deposit box so no one ever knows I have it but me.“ This card was sooo worth it.

Women are so different. In general (I’m speaking for myself mostly I guess), if I’m going to spend that much money it is going ot be on a lot more than just one thing, and it will be something I can display or wear- it will not be hidden away for little glimpses each time we go to the bank.

Boys… they are so confusing.

So, as I finished the dishes I realized how pricey the card actually was and how I am just going to have to swallow this bitter pill and support Will on this one, but just know… I’m on to you Mr. Will. I know your conspired ways. We women know what you are doing and, we know the truth.

Ha Ha, have a good day.

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