Me: I was like, you went to Office Depot without me? That's one of my favorite places!
Hubby: What'd she say to that?
Me: She laughed that it was one of my favorite places. But, seriously, office supplies.
Hubby: [shaking head]
Hubby: It's funny that your favorite place to shop is an office supplies store.
Me: I didn't say it was my favorite. It's one of my favorites. I also love kitchen supply stores.
Me: How can you not love looking at all those organizational supplies and Sharpies? Oh, my gosh, the Sharpies!!
Hubby: Oh boy.
Me: Target has a huge display of just Sharpies. In every color you can imagine. Every! Color! Look at the Sharpies I got.
Hubby: You got more? You are obsessed.
Me: No. I needed School Sharpies. I have Household Sharpies and Scrapbooking Sharpies. I got my favorite colors; purple, black, and silver, just for my binders and tabs.
Hubby: [just looking at me]
Me: [looking down at my Sharpies with the sudden realization that I was as excited as a toddler with a lollipop] This isn't normal, is it?
Hubby: No. A 3-hole punch, that's normal. People have those. Normal people don't have laminators and label makers and want to go shopping for office supplies.
Me: But it's organizing!
Hubby: [walking away]
He had the same look he always does when I get distracted walking through any store and, in a trance, drift down the aisles of organizing items and office supplies. I know this look well. It's the same look I get in Menard's or Fleet Farm. Head down, shuffling feet, slumped shoulders: defeated, best to just get through it because resistance is futile.
Clearly, he just does not understand.