They say everything is negotiable, at least that's what My hubby thinks. Today he decided he wants a truck. He asks Me if I'll help him by it since, well, I make most of the money. Of course I say no, as he doesn't need a truck. He persists and wants to make a deal with Me. I think he's just going through a midlife crisis because, in the last couple of weeks he has wanted to go to Europe, color his gray hair and now, he wants a 4x4 turbo diesel truck. I tell him that he'll have to convince Me that this is not just another one of his whims. I tell him that, if he really wants a truck, he'll kiss My feet and really convince Me. Somewhat surprising to Me, he agrees. He thinks that I've agreed to help him buy it if he does this but, all I actually agreed to was that he could have it. I don't bother to correct his misunderstanding and put My feet in his face. I tell him to lick My soles and suck My toes. He has to do a really good job if he's going to convince Me that he really wants it. He gets after it trying to really show Me. After I fell like he's done enough, I ask how much the truck is. He tells Me and I immediately say no. He goes to work on My feet again trying to continue the negotiation. I can see at this point that he might really just want My feet in his face. I still insist that I won't help him get it. He decries that this wasn't fair. I tell him that maybe he should just admit what he really wants.
