I don't think honesty is always the best policy anyway. Tonight I was packing 64 glasses in boxes that I intend to give away rather than move to the new house. (I have more than that many keepers.) Nicci was amazed that I was getting rid of so many and mentioned it. Then she asked me if I thought I would get rid of her someday and I told her the truth, "Probably."
She took me seriously.
We then had a discussion about how we are so different and that it is amazing that we are still doing OK together. It really is, btw. Anyway, I told her I have no idea why she puts up with me and I wouldn't be surprised if she wanted to get rid of me. (That's the truth too.)
She got offended.
In the end we were OK, but for a few minutes there, she wasn't too happy. That sucks. I hate when that happens, but I still can't control what pops out of my mouth. It was the truth, according to YB, but probably not the best thing to let loose with.
Probably.
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