While Hubby was at work today, I decided to sneak out to the drug store to buy a pregnancy test - For no other reason but that I haven't peed on a stick for about a month now.
So, I'm going out the exit, purchase in hand when who do I bump into at the entrance of the store? Emily and the she-ex!
I casually try to hide the see-through bag behind my purse as I loudly greet them and make small-talk. I don't think the she-ex noticed the contents of my bag. She was there to pick up something for Emily.
But now, I have to tell my husband about his daughter's new medication. He's going to wonder how I know about it. Then he's going to wonder why I was at the drug store. Then he's going to demand to know how much money I spent. Then he's going to (rightfully-so) accuse me of wasting money. Then he's going to ask me how the job search went today. He won't, however ask me the result of the pregnancy test.
Because he knows it was negative.
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