Today, on my way to church with my husband, I mentioned (as we drove past Potowatomi Casino) that I wanted to go and place a bet that the Packers would beat the Jets. He told me that was a foolish bet, and we would not be going to High Mass (Bloody Mary's at the Pot), but would actually be going to real church, which was fine, since church was inspirational this day.
However, I was truly inspired for thinking of making that bet, even though I didn't make it, and now I'm no richer, since the Pack did come through with a win. It is my husband's fault. I think my husband should pay me a $100 curb my enthusiasm penalty. Furthermore, I will no longer wait for my husband's approval when thinking I should make a sports bet. Sometimes you have to trust your instincts or you will lose an opportunity.
For anyone who has ever been discouraged from trusting your instincts, let this be a lesson to you. Husbands are fine and well but should have no say in your inspired gambling inclinations. I'm going to bug him so much he will pay me $100 just to shut me up.
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