Thing is, if you tell woman how much you really spend they get upset and want more spending on them.
In my experience.
Forgive me Running Man, but my take on that is that perhaps it might have been better if you’d been more circumspect in your choice of the fair sex.
Yeah, a white lie is basically a lie told for the benefit of the person who it's being told to. In OP's situation it sounds more like a lie to stop his wife getting annoyed at spending so much money. Whether she'd be justified in being annoyed is a different matter, but it's not a white lie.
Knowing how and when to tell white lies is a very useful skill for anyone with a partner.
I can agree with that, e.g., in the past I’ve told her that I was going to check the air in the car tyres, and I’ve gone to pick up her birthday/anniversary present, but I’d never get into lying to her about something I’d bought for myself, as the things I buy mostly are books, and she’s never said, “How much was that hardback?”
The worst white, passing through grey toward black lie I ever told her, was when I was driving a Black Cab and one day she’d told me that her brother and his wife were coming to dinner that evening.
All her brother ever talked about was football, and I wouldn’t look out of the window if the World Cup final was played in my back garden, plus his wife just prattled inanities ad nauseam.
I called my wife around 4 p.m. and said that I’d just got a job to Heathrow, and that I wasn’t going to drive back empty and forfeit a £50 job back to central London, I’d go in the feeder park, and wait for a fare, no matter how long it took, (actually I just worked The City and West End for a while).
I got home around 9.30 p.m., bearing a bottle of Laurent-Perrier champagne, and all was forgiven.
