Hello. I am doing my best to devise a plan to deal with compulsive buying.My wife has a compulsion for plastic food boxes and scissors. The last count was 37 pair of scissors.
I normally let her buy these things just to keep the peace, and of course our kitchen cupboards are stuffed with food boxes and other items.
The garage is rapidly filling too so it wont be long before that is full too.
Today while having coffee in a large store she arrived at the checkout with several plastic measuring jugs and more food boxes.
She emptied her purse out on the counter but had not enough to pay for them. I asked her did she really need them as we had plenty at home.
A terrific outburst then ensued with her calling me all the expletives in the book and then some . A massive scene, so bad that waiting customers moved away to other checkouts. Soon she was so angry that I was afraid that she would take a stroke or worse. I hastily paid for the goods and left the shop.
We arrived home eventually and as I locked the car she asked if we had bought anything. I said no, nothing.
She had forgotten all about the plastic boxes. I have the till receipt and will return them tomorrow.
The moral, I think is to avoid a confrontation at all costs but just return the goods when the opportunity occurs.
Finally, just discovered that she had been hiding her medication under the bed mattress!!
I normally let her buy these things just to keep the peace, and of course our kitchen cupboards are stuffed with food boxes and other items.
The garage is rapidly filling too so it wont be long before that is full too.
Today while having coffee in a large store she arrived at the checkout with several plastic measuring jugs and more food boxes.
She emptied her purse out on the counter but had not enough to pay for them. I asked her did she really need them as we had plenty at home.
A terrific outburst then ensued with her calling me all the expletives in the book and then some . A massive scene, so bad that waiting customers moved away to other checkouts. Soon she was so angry that I was afraid that she would take a stroke or worse. I hastily paid for the goods and left the shop.
We arrived home eventually and as I locked the car she asked if we had bought anything. I said no, nothing.
She had forgotten all about the plastic boxes. I have the till receipt and will return them tomorrow.
The moral, I think is to avoid a confrontation at all costs but just return the goods when the opportunity occurs.
Finally, just discovered that she had been hiding her medication under the bed mattress!!