Shopping

In normal situations, I hate shopping. I always have. My wife has come to accept this as one of my weaknesses.

My wife loves to shop with me. Of all the things I do when I am her weekend slave, shopping with her tops her list. The only time it is really fun for her is when the kids are in school. We will go to an outlet mall in a neighboring suburb and shop away.

She enjoys that I go with her and bring her things to try on. She loves to spray perfume and have me tell her which one I like. After she has her items picked out, I will wait in line and deal with the checkout ladies while she looks around a little more. (Why are the checkouts so slow at women’s stores).

I take her to the chocolate store and buy her candy. I put money in the massaging chair and let her get a massage. I hold her hand. In general there are lots of opportunities for me to spoil her in a mall.

After we shop, we are always tired. When I am not her slave, I always get the nap.. But on these weekend she enjoys a good long nap.

So she has clothes she wants, she has chocolate, been spoiled, and well rested… I love making her happy.