Some things I have no problem with - he is with me everytime I go shopping (it is the only way he can get out of the house now). He encourages me to quilt as he feels guilty about my having to be gone for work almost 12 hours a day and still have to do most, if not all, of the work at home. Sweet guy. But when I order on line, I feel guilty! So, I have it delivered to my work. And since I take the bus, I already carry a backpack bring it home a little at a time. Then when I use it, he doesn't seem to remember when I got the fabric, and isn't bothered by it because it makes me happy. I don't know if I'm sneaking it in because of him or because of my own guilt.