I joined forces with this website to get some yummy products and will be reviewing for you all shortly. Anyway, I got my first delivery in the mail yesterday. I was running around all day and my mother was coming over to watch the kids, so I asked him to please put the box in our room. Whenever I order toys I use a funny name so hubby knows not to touch the box, right? We've had several jokes about it, this way he knew right away what "kind" of package was inside. Anyway, I go about my business for the day, and when I bring mom home I notice the box is open by the trash can, and I silently freak out. FUCK!!!! Hubby is asleep and I have to leave for a birthday party so my rant has to wait several hours.
When I'm finally on my way home at 1am, I call him at work breaking, "Why did you open MY box?!?!" He's all, "Isn't that what you wanted me to do?" NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I reminded him of our conversation and then screamed, "I NEVER OPEN YOUR BOXES....EVER!!!!" I asked how did he know it wasn't a surprise inside or something? And I couldn't stop yelling how I never open his packages no matter what they are: car parts, work out equipment, sneakers, toys, etc. Then he starts yelling back that next time I ask him to move something he'll "just fucking leave it sitting there for mom or kids or whoever to find it and open it". I yelled, "Unlike you, my mother wouldn't fucking open MY MAIL!!!!" Oh, poor thing couldn't understand for the life of him why I got so bent out of shape after wanting him to be more involved sexually.
I felt almost violated. That he had robbed me of that joy of first opening a present and seeing what's inside. Not to mention, I didn't know what was going to be on the packing slip, and I had reason for concern since they wrote "review for black.pearl36d" on it!!! FUCK!!!!!!! Not to mention that he wanted to know if I used one of my coupons in "our" drawer and I said no, because this was from a new website, to which he replied, "oh, that explains why I didn't recognize anything on the receipt!!!!! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME??!??! I tried doing a google search on myself and thankfully only bras came up. Hopefully, he won't do any real searching to see the what and where of my purchases.
All of this box confusion prompts the huge question: What if he finds out? Lordy lord lord!!
Did I overreact? How would you guys feel in the same situation? Thoughts...PLEASE!!