Thursday, August 29, 2013

A secret I don't mind

I don't like secrets. Well, that's not true. I don't like secrets kept FROM me. I love secrets when I'm in on them. I love knowing things that others do not. I love the newness of information no one else has up to that point.

I devour secrets. I love rolling those secrets around in my mouth. I chew on them, I taste each bit of juicy information they have to offer, and then I share that taste with others.

I cannot keep a secret to save my life.

This is a well known thing about me and, yet, people tell me things. All sorts of things! If they tell me in highest of confidence that I must keep it to myself, I will do my best. I will only share with people who cannot possibly know the person about whom the secret involves or with people who couldn't care about that secret nor would ever plan to verbalize it with anyone.

I also tell The Guy. Secrets shared with husbands do not count. They're like priests that way.  Well, that might not be entirely accurate either, but I'm not Catholic except by in-law. I just know they can't tell other people what is said to them. But they also can't have sex either, so husbands aren't quite like that.

Knowing I tell The Guy everything (for the most part unless it would make him so uncomfortable he would never look at the person the same way again), it drives me crazy when he keeps a secret from me. Especially when he TELLS me he has a secret.

I'm not one of those people who has to snoop for Christmas presents that are hidden. I don't even care to poke or shake or guess at those because there is an expiry date on that secret. What I hate is knowing there is a secret that I may or may not get to be made aware of in the near or distant future. The uncertainty is my undoing. What is it? When can I know? Why can't I know now? What is it?

What - for the love of all that is chocolate - is the secret????

Earlier last week, The Guy told me he had a surprise for me. That was it. No hint, no detail, no date, no nothing. When asked he would smile and change the subject. But he was thrilled with his secret. He nearly danced with joy in knowing he had me curious and I could not do anything to figure it out on my own.

Today, we had to run some errands. He treated each errand as though they were the orders from the CIA for his next assignment. Then he settled in to the evening like nothing was going on. I sat as calmly as I could and waited him out.

Then, the UPS truck showed up. The Guy bounded to the door and came in with a package he presented to me like a cat with a bird (but with less carnage.)  After fighting my way into it (I have chewed off all my fingernails by this time) I opened up to see a bright and shiny new laptop. A MacBook, no less.



We had talked about getting me a new computer. My current one was a disastrous purchase made 2 or 3 years ago. I thought it had been great when I picked it up, but overheating and software problems made it frustrating to work on. This is a dream come true.

The computer is currently transferring all my files to the new shiny Mac. I cannot wait to play with it. In the mean time, I will stare at it longingly while stroking it's silver exterior.  This might rival the time The Guy bought me a Coach purse while on a sports trip.

Now that I think about it, he just came back from a sports trip this weekend.

Hmm. Bribery?

Don't mind if I do!

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Sorry this took me so long to post! It took me awhile to figure out how to work it!!

10 comments:

  1. So this is from your new McBook? Send him on more sports trips. With appropriate witnesses of course.

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  2. Ooh, what a wonderful surprise! I would love a new laptop...

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    1. I can put an order in, if you would like!

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    1. It's pretty awesome! Though, I'm learning slowly. SOOO slowly.

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  4. What a sweetheart - definitely a keeper! And I am referring to both your hubby and the Mac ;)

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  5. I love how you write! That MacBook is an awesome surprise!! :)

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    1. Thank you! That's a wonderful complement!! The computer has been a great surprise!!

      Oh look at all those exclamation points. I'm sorry, I get out of hand.

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