Ha! Please let us know how that plays out. :)
HaHa. Upon telling my wife I was buying a F I heard a resounding NO! Now she needs the correct sunglasses to ride in "Inge" aka the paint color "Grigio Ingrid." BTW a 2005 612.
My wife was mad for about 48 hours. I had to agree to some ridiculous purses. We all moved on with a little less money!
Over two days have passed. I have received emails back from my spouse and oldest daughter, giving me the thumbs up on my thoughts. Just nice family comments. But nothing about the "P.S." at the bottom. I guess they didn't scroll down. Like many things in life, the devil is in the details. I know some people are going to cane me for this, but I can't help but say it. Technically, I've come clean. ;-) In my late father's words, "If you're going to hell, you might as well ride a good horse." And here I am, a first time owner of only 2 months, already fawning over a Testarossa. An undiagnosed illness.
Simon- congrats on the Ferrari. I have only skimmed this thread (first time seeing it today) but where are you on the plane purchase? Much more important to prioritize airplane ownership earlier in life when one is young(er) and in good health than Ferraris IMO. You may have enough money in a decade for the expense to have become nominal but you could also not be able to pass a medical (I'm in FAA land and not familiar with Australian regulations but assume it must be similar).
There must be a thread on the purse forum, that goes kind of like this: Hi Girls, remember the 25 croc birkin that I was dying to get? My husband bought a stupid car again and I guilt tripped him into getting that for me…
I am actually quite well versed in purses and jewellery. This is how I think it is fair for me to have my toys and she have hers. If fact, I think I am quite ahead in building goodwill towards my eventual Ferrari purchase. I told her just recently I am looking at something like a new portofino in a few years and she didn’t shoot it down. Right now just waiting for a 718 Spyder to be delivered next year. Eventually, I would love to play with you big boys.
Although I am in Melbourne, I lived in Silicon Valley for 15 years and that is where I learnt to fly. But the aircraft fantasy is on hold for right now. We have a farm just out of Melbourne, pictured below, which is only 20 minutes drive from our beach house and big enough for for a soft strip. However, I think given that I have not seen my family in over a year due to Australia's closed door COVID policy, concentrating on additional toys instead of trying to get my spouse over here - I think most reasonable people would say that is not a respectful allocation of my time. But I like the way you think! Image Unavailable, Please Login
Update: I've written to both my daughters twice now, commenting that I think they never read my emails to them properly and to go back and read the one from June 23 (Where I revealed that I bought a Ferrari). The response? Either "Sorry, I can't find email" or something to that effect. Teenagers. So I thought I would throw down the gauntlet today and send my spouse and daughters an email with a photo of some work being done around the beach house - something probably completely uninteresting to them. Never mind that red thing lurking in the shadow beneath the garage... Image Unavailable, Please Login
This thread is amazing. Simon, I can’t help but wonder if they’re trolling you a little bit at this point haha! Really happy for you on the car, the great news with your daughter’s acceptance, and keeping fingers crossed on a reunion for you all soon. Oh, and if you ever need someone to take a couple acres off your hand, you know, I’m happy to help out. Gorgeous view!!
Okay everyone, closing chapter. The jig is finally up: Email from wife: "BTW, what is the red sports car in the garage? I hope you have not gone behind our backs again. Hmmmm?" Reply from husband: "I did say nobody ever reads my emails. Go back and look at the one from June 23. ;-)" Reply from wife: "If you notice, the PS is wayyyyyy down at the bottom of the email. Never saw it and please tell me you didn't do this." Uh oh moment. Zoom call US to Australia with wife and daughters the following day. Nobody believed that I actually bought the car. They all thought it was Carl's 308. So I walked outside with the phone while on the call to where I had it parked in the courtyard. A moment of silence. DIsbelief, then questions. Family: "How much did it cost?" Me: "I'm not telling you. It's ridiculous." Some more questions, ending up with me explaining that in the end, its the car that I've always wanted, that I did my homework, I got a good one and having it or not really does not make any material difference to the way we live our lives. We all have what we need and we are very fortunate. In the end, they kind of acknowledged that. The saving grace is that they all agree it is fabulous looking car - my youngest daughter called it a work of art - and they can all see themselves driving it I did get a little slap on the wrist for not telling/asking, but I can live with that. All three are out shopping this weekend. I said they can have whatever they want. So everybody kicked a goal. Thanks for all the feedback. It has been quite an interesting journey.
I really enjoyed this story. I went from being adamant that you should divorce this woman, come to Texas and be my wingman to, in the end, thinking that your wife doesn't sound that bad at all.
Such an enjoyable thread! I am so happy it worked out well in the end! My thread title would be completely different and more along the lines of "how do I tell my wife not to buy a Challenge car and go racing" hahahaha.
Just stumbled upon this today, what a fantastic story! Happy to see it all worked out in the end and you get to enjoy the car. It took me about 6 months of hard negotiation with my wife, not to mention the countless years of slowly implanting the idea in her mind.
LOL at this whole thing. I obsessed and searched for over a year.... talking about how deals got away etc.. until I wore her down and annoyed her enough that she was like would you just buy one so I don't have to hear about it anymore and you don't waste your life away continually searching.