When you told me you were thinking of buying a Switch, we had a long talk about our finances and whether it was a smart purchase. Then you told me you’d reconsidered and wouldn’t be buying one. I thought that was the end of it. But what did I find this morning when I was doing laundry? A Switch Lite, hidden among your socks of all things! What good is a husband who lies to his wife? It makes me wonder what else you’ve lied about—or what you will in the future. We need to nip this little lying habit quick before it ruins our whole marriage. I think I have an appropriate solution, a good way to dissuade you from ever going behind my back again.