I wouldn’t call it a sigh of “defeat”. It was more “I understand Honey. Yes the screen is horrible on the 13” TV. Ok, since we have sold our Bluff house, we have a tad extra. Ok, I’ll pick up the new TV so you will stop whining.” That was what the sigh was for. It was also a sigh of “If it breaks, it will be your fault for not researching the brands. I told you so.” It was not defeat. I showed compassion because he is so surrounded by moody estrogen. I gave the gift of a manly flatscreen TV - that is what I did when I said,”Fine.”
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