How I Go To Keep The Machine or "The Sewing Fairy"

I'm having a hard time at the computer b/c I not only carried the machine in the cabinet up the tall monster cement stairs, and (with 8 yr old my daughter's help, my 11 yr old son was afraid to do it) up the stairs in my house that I fell down and broke my toe on! B/c I didn't want Dave to freak at me I went on a cleaning/unpacking rampage so he'd be SO happy he wouldn't be mad. I carried so much stuff around, put away almost 100% of the clean laundry that has been taking over our room, moved furniture in there, and carried all the bunnies/organized their cages into the small space in the entryway, then sweep and swept and swept again to get all the hay and hair out of the kid's room! Then I carried the office chair from our room into theirs at their computer, so now they can use it...well, you get the picture! My shoulders ache and my arm muscles, in a way totally unrelated to my neck/spine. And my legs from walking around so much! I even made a real dinner to butter him up. Heh heh. :D

It worked! At the table I thought he hadn't even noticed the addition of the small sewing table next to the others till...

Dave: "Where did the sewing table come from?"
Me: "The sewing fairy brought it to me!"
Dave: "The sewing fairy huh?" *pause* "How much did it cost?"
Me: "Well, hardly anything! There are tons of the same kind on Craigslist even for free! Just like the one I had from Freecycle!" (True, it was free w/the machine!)
Dave: *skeptical suspicious look* "The wood is nicer than the one we had."
Me:*Gulp* "Well, technically it was free and included w/the machine inside it. *cringes* But I'm not sure of the cost b/c the sewing fairy brought it." (OK, total lie.)
Dave: *Looks at me* "So the sewing machine fairy bought you another sewing machine?"
Me: "Yup! And she even carried it upstairs too!"
Dave:"WHAT! YOU CARRIED IT UP THE STAIRS!!!"
Me: "No, the sewing fairy did."
Dave: "I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU CARRIED IT UPSTAIRS BY YOURSELF!!!"
Me: "But I TOLD YOU the sewing fairy did it!"
Dave: *rolls eyes* "What a NICE sewing fairy to buy you ANOTHER sewing machine."
Me: *sucking up like crazy* "YES! A SUPER DUPER NICE sewing fairy! She must have known I needed a good heavy-duty machine that would really sew a straight stitch so I can improve my work even more! She must really have wanted to help my business so we could earn so extra money to go on that vacation!"
Dave: *hears the word "vacation*
Dave: *ponders in silence*
Dave: *sighs* "What a nice sewing fairy."
Me: ****doing wild internal victory dance!!!!**** "No, an AWESOME sewing fairy!"


This morning at 5:45am while still in bed:

Dave: "I cannot BELIEVE the sewing fairy bought you ANOTHER machine! You collect them."
Me: "All the other corsetmakers have super pretty machines like that too. We talk about our machines."
Dave: "I'm going to create a virtual world like Webkins for all you sewing machine addicts. You can enter the numbers of your machines, name them, feed them, talk to them, play sewing machine games with them..."
Me: "AWESOME!!!" *giggles hysterically* "But we'd have to OIL them, not feed them. And dust them and rub them down."
Dave: "Don't start talking about rubbing things..."
Me: *gets out of bed quickly*