As mentioned in the past few posts, I've been trying to weed out some excess stuff recently, in a late-start to a 40 Bags in 40 Days Lenten cleanout. I added a particular button-up sweater to the growing pile of giveaways this morning, but later started to have some second thoughts about it. I mean, it's a nice sweater. It's a pretty Spring Green color, and well-made. But it doesn't fit too well. It gapes open a little at the chest, and just hangs excessively all around the waist. I decided to let Tom be the final judge. I quickly tried it on again for him this afternoon, pointing out the problems I saw with it.
Me: "So...did I make the right decision to get rid of this?"
Tom: "Yeah. It makes you look fat."
Okay, I'm really not offended. I think he actually believed he was being helpful. But geez! Isn't that the number one thing all men are taught NEVER to say to their wives?!