My great Skeleton deal with my husband
Three years ago I looked at my husband and said I wanted 3 human sized skeletons.
He looked at me and said no.
At that point I could probably convince him but instead I decided to make a deal that requires a great deal of patience from my side.
I would only buy one skeleton that year and then I could buy one more each of the following years.
My husband, happy that I would not buy three skeletons right then and there, said yes.
Last year with two skeletons in our front yard he realized his mistake.
This year I will have my initial ask of 3 skeletons.
And in 10 years I will have a football team of skeletons.
In 20 years a platoon.
And as I am still in my twenties I hope to be in my eighties and have an army of at least 50 skeletons.
Luckily they don't take too much space so I will keep adding skeletons to our attic and I will hold my husband to our deal and buy one skeleton a year.