Hubster is the best husband and I am the worst wife

So yesterday I had a mini breakdown and a really bad day.  I had three disappointing things occur and it was just too much.  One was Red trying to run away which started my day off terribly.  The second had to do with babies.  Last, but not least, finances were stressing me out.  I was moping around last night.  I just wanted to go to sleep at 8:30 pm which is not like me and I hadn't even eaten dinner yet.  The hubster knows this is not like me and was doing his very best to cheer me up.  He ordered me dinner and watched TV with me to get me out of my slump.  He even offered to pay for my golf outing this afternoon.  I turned him down because he's poorer than me.  This is why he is the best husband ever.  So after all he does to cheer me up and not stress about finances, what do I do?

I run out to Target to buy him a tie.  A tie he really doesn't need.  Missoni for Target came out today and I went out to see what they had.  I couldn't find anything for me (good thing because it would make me feel even worse), but I had been eyeing this tie since I first saw the images online.  So I bought it.

Yep, after all the money talk, I go out and frivolously spend some more.  *sigh*  This is why I am the worst wife.  It's a viscous cycle.  I complain about money and then I go out and spend some.  I hope he likes it or maybe I should hope he doesn't, so I can return it...