We were in HD today to look at kitchen cupboards, and my wife allowed me to go look at tools. I showed her the table saw I would like, the one I would like if I couldn't have the first one, and we saunterred down the aisle and I showed her the bench sander I would like, which was on sale for half price at Cdn Tire until last Wednesday, and she wouldn't let me buy that. So, I said I needed a new saw blade. She asked why I needed a new saw blade when I had just bought five blades online.
"Because those were bandsaw blades, and I need a table saw blade," says I.
She just rolls her eyes. I mean, what if she told me she needed new knitting needles? Would I complain? Would I even ask what she was going to make for me, and whether it would ever be finished? No way, man! I like having my head on my shoulders.