Today as my husband was pulling into the driveway, he noticed a foreign looking man carrying out our son’s car bed. I’m not certain why he originally thought the man just entered our garage and took out our son’s car bed- of all the things to steal- but he called me to ask what was happening.
Hubby: Did you give the car bed away to the housekeeper?
Me: Yes, why?
Hubby: Did she pay for it?
Me: No- I gave it to her.
Hubby: You what? That was worth a couple hundred dollars.
Me: We got it a few years ago and we didn’t pay that much.
Hubby: It was in perfect condition, we could have gotten money for it. I told you I would handle selling it.
Me: She just moved- her son wasn’t happy and he liked the bed. Besides, you are the only one that ever slept in the bed!
Hubby: So you didn’t think to say something like, ‘so this week you won’t charge us?’
Me: Do you want me to call her now?
Hubby: What makes you feel you can call her after you already told her she could have it?
Me: I don’t want to call her- you aren’t happy that I just gave it away- if it bothers you that much I will call her.
Hubby: Never mind. Just call it a mitzvah. …It’s just that you gave away a $200 bed.
Me: (thinking) Would you like a bj?
Me: It will cost you $200.