this story reminds me of the amount of shit I took that people thought my wife was behind me selling the VFR. Not only did she try to talk me out of selling it, she's the one that actually talked me in to pulling the trigger and picking up the Firehawk last weekend when I was waffling because it was a couple hundred bucks more than my budget of what I sold the VFR for.
Although I don't have the amount of free time that I did before I met her, she still kicks ass