the downside of marriage life -- part five

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I placed an order to a online shop and gave them my hubby's contacts. Nothing unusual here -- I just like to remain anonymous to online shops and services and my hubby doesn't mind receiving spam *ahem* promotional texts every once in a while.

So this shop, a bag shop in particular, told my husband last night that the item I wanted was out of stock. They haven't updated their website since.

Annoyed, I asked my husband to tell them to switch to another product, a silver-colored woman purse.

the beige one is pretty, don't you think?
The product I originally wanted.

This evening my hubby casually mentioned a gold-colored purse that's on the way.

"Gold? I ordered silver!"

'Last night they texted back and said there's only gold ones left. I asked you and you said OK.'

silver and gold purses
I want the silver one!

"I didn't remember saying OK to a gold purse. What was I doing at that time you asked me?"

'I dunno, you were laying on bed, alternating between opening and closing your eyes and stuff.'

"You choose the time when I was drifting to sleep to pop the question? Like for reeaal?"