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Lets Go To the Dollar Store

My husband is never fully honest about Saturday morning.
He pretends we are only going to the Dollar Store
We have to spend twenty-five dollars to save five dollars.
I usually spend fifty to seventy, he spends a lot less.

Then he turns the car not toward home and I start harping.
I only agreed to the dollar store, not six other places.
He goes nowhere during the week. I should have caught on by now.
I must be a slow learner. I grouse as we make six more stops.

Not my idea of enjoying my Saturday.
Not his either by the time he finally gets me home.

Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022

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Gershon Wolf Date: 4/27/2022 11:58:00 PM Your husband is my wife. She goes to one store, which leads to another, another, another... Login to Reply Caren Krutsinger Date: 4/28/2022 2:01:00 AM I want to go to ONE store; ONE store is what I have agreed on.

Valsa George Date: 4/26/2022 10:55:00 PM Instead of going out everyday, he does all that he wants to do in a single trip on a Saturday ! He is a very practical man, Caren ! Login to Reply Caren Krutsinger Date: 4/27/2022 4:14:00 AM He has EVERY hour of EVERY day to shop, and he knows that I hate it. He is not considerate of me.

L Milton Hankins Date: 4/26/2022 11:57:00 AM Aw, he wants you to be with him. That's sweet. It's perfectly obvious to me. Login to Reply Caren Krutsinger Date: 4/27/2022 4:14:00 AM That is the problem. I want to paint.