It Only Took Six Years Of Marriage

Growing up, my mom always shopped for my dad's wardrobe. She did the laundry and spent most of her time with him so naturally she knew what and when he needed new items. So I just assumed that's what would happen when I married Mike. And being the foolish bride that I was, I couldn't wait to ditch the "swooshy" pants. Within the first year of marriage I learned how wrong I was. You see, Michael hates new clothes. They don't have that worn in feeling. He will literally ware them until they fall apart. Well, he got a sign this week. First his favorite work pants broke and then his favorite jeans. So by his own desires, he asked me to take him shopping this morning. And he basically bought the store out. A little much you say? No, it's been 6 years in the making. He's never shopped like he did today, not the entire 6 years (almost 6), that we've been married. It was one of the proudest moments of my marriage. We've come a long way!!! It was so nice filling up his side of the closet, (and let me add, he has a very small percentage of the big closet we have!). Thanks for the early anniversary gift, honey. You just might be off the hook for the real anniversary!