We had to clean out a storage closet this morning to give an electrician access to inspect our electrical panel. It seems there has been a recall on this type of panel and ours has never been updated since the house was built in the late 80s.

The panel is accessible, but we had to move some things around so he could get in and out of the closet more comfortably.

While we were moving stuff my wife noticed the absurd amount of shoes she has. I said "do you wear all of these shoes" and she admitted "no, some of them I have never worn".

My wife is so wonderful, and puts every one else's needs before her own, so I have never bugged her about her shopping habits. It makes her happy and she is a very good shopper. She likes to wait for sales and doesn't have expensive taste. Though, I will admittedly occasionally state my displeasure in the form of "there is too much stuff in this house", I never complain about her spending money.

Anyways, back to my story and her vast shoe collection. Feeling a little smug, I said "imagine if you hadn't bought half of these shoes (wanted to say 90% but thought half sounded less judgmental) and instead put that money into bitcoin."

She humoured me and replied "I am guessing Bitcoin is doing well since you are telling me this". I replied "yes, it has been doing fairly well". She DCAs a little into Bitcoin every couple weeks as a savings account but doesn't really pay close attention to it. One time, after we had rallied hard off the bear market bottom, when she checked her wallet balance she thought there was a mistake and said "did you send me some of your bitcoin or the kids bitcoin by accident?". I laughed and replied "no, the price just went up. Your bitcoin balance is the same but you clicked and switched it to display the fiat price".

Since I had peaked her curiosity she decided to check her wallet balance. Gasp "are you serious? Oh my god you are right, I shouldn't have bought so many shoes."

I ran around the house telling the kids "Daddy was right for the first time ever" and then my wife replied "give yourself some credit, you are right at least once a year".

And that is how my wife learned that a sat fetish is better than a shoe fetish. (I do not expect her to act upon this new found information but please no more shoes!)

Thanks for reading my fun tale.

Sats for all, GR