20 1 - MR. OBLIVIOUS
What would you do if your husband announced over a romantic Valentine’s Day dinner that the two of you were going to sell the house, do some extreme downsizing, get rid of all your belongings—including your beloved collection of boots—and move onto a dilapidated sailboat? Would you:
(a) see about arranging for a little “accident” that causes the boat to sink;
(b) suggest downsizing his comic book collection and watch him have a panic attack;
(c) roll your eyes—this isn’t the first harebrained scheme your husband has come up with; or
(d) skip the rest of the main course and c***k open the gift-wrapped box of chocolates sitting next to you?
I have to confess, it wasn’t the first time that (a) had crossed my mind. Ever since Scooter had presented me with a sailboa
