I suggest that the first few things you turn on the new lathe be gifts for SWMBO.45 minutes after posting my pen pic to FaceBook I had an order for another one, and I was threatened by SWMBO that if I don't start selling something soon from my "hobby" the wrath will culminate in the loss of some precious jewels I have owned for, as far as I can tell, my entire life (or at least right up until I got married). She also half-chuckled to herself that she would be amazed if I actually managed to make something soon enough to sell... I think she's starting to talk to the DAMP crew too much.
Well, Amy "found out" last night. As we slipped into bed, me reading a book and her on the iPad, she innocently asks me who I was talking to on the phone.
SWMBO: Who were you talking to on the phone?
Me: Bill <trying to get my halo to shine a little brighter to blind her>
SWMBO: Bill who?
Me: Grumbine.
SWMBO: Oh? What did you guys talk about? <her tone telling me she's starting to get a bit suspicious>
Me: <a moment of silence while I figure out the least painful way to get a beatdown, coming straight to the point> I'm buying his lathe.
SWMBO: <silence, with the face slowly screwing up... crap> <head starts to shake slightly side to side> How much is it costing you?
Me: Uhm... a lot. <like ripping a bandaid off all at once... get the sting out of the way>
SWMBO: <more silence... double crap>
Me: I love you!
SWMBO: <silence> <closes cover on iPad, rolls over and turns off the light>
Me: I really love you!
She kissed me on the way out the door this morning, so it can't be all bad. Right? Guys? Right?!
Congrats on the new lathe.