The husband just confessed a big one to me. Something I don't know if I was ready to hear. But, honestly, I have been waiting and wondering when this day would ever come. Because it is inevitable.
I was downstairs, watching the news, and he went upstairs to get something and said he would be right back.
So, I believed he would. I had no reason not to believe.
About a half hour later, I im'd him to see what the deal was. Where was my husband? He said he would be right down.
After our little chat, he came bounding down the stairs.
I had him help me with something. He is a good helper, btw. And smart. So, I'm glad I have him.
And then I believe his conscience was eating at him and, "Do you want to know what I was really doing upstairs?" says he.
"Yup," answer I.
"Well, I was looking at your facebook profile- mainly who your friends are. And I noticed that you are friends with most of my family members. And I am not. So I requested a bunch of friends you have that I do not."
Now, major major props go out to the husband and his facebook friend-finding frenzy.
Do you know why?
This is why: the husband prides himself on being a facebook snob. I have literally started writing a few posts on this subject that I have never published. And now I wish I had, because I could link back to them as proof that the husband believes he is superior to all other facebookers because he has never pro-actively added anyone as a friend. Yet, he has throngs of people desiring his friendship. And another reason he is a facebook snob: he has never updated his status. I believe he considers this a strength. Can you fault him? He really is a cute facebooker.
Wouldn't it be sweet justice if those friends he just requested ignored his request? Sweet justice, but not very nice. Please be his friend- he needs good facebook examples.
To be fair, I don't believe that he intentionally set out to be a facebook snob, but once he got caught up in the lifestyle, it was pretty much impossible for him to get out. And so, I can appreciate these baby steps he is taking.
Beware of the pride cycle my husband, because there is a fall. And now, you have fallen- and humbled yourself. And I am proud of you for taking the first steps.
Those ones are the hardest, you know.