My wife has always stressed how important it is to tell the truth.
One fine summer evening years ago while we were sitting on the patio watching the sunset, with the steaks on the grill and birds chirping in the trees, she asked me what I was thinking.
Trying to be the good husband, I told her the truth. I said that I was thinking about what style of chrome rims I wanted to get for my big ol’ 4X4 truck.
I was in the dog house for years after that!
I had to read your post a few times before realizing your mistake.