Reminds me of a story that I heard.
A wife is cleaning out the attic and finds a shoebox with 3 golf balls and a big wad of cash. She thinks it's strange because neither she nor her husband play golf, and they don't have any kids. She decides to ask her husband about it when he comes home from work.
After dinner she remembers to ask him about the box. He says "honey, I've got something to confess. We've been married for over 25 years, and I'm so embarrassed to admit that I have been unfaithful a few times. And when I would come home those nights, I felt so ashamed and guilty that I would go for a walk in the woods near the golf course. I would walk until I found a golf ball, then come home and put it in the box. I am so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?
She thought about it for awhile. He had been a good husband over all those years, and it was only three times. She was not at all happy about it, but she loved him enough that she could forgive the three transgressions. "Ok, I love you and I will forgive you. But tell me, where did all the money come from?"
"Oh, every time I collected a dozen, I sold them to the Pro Shop!"
2010 Winnebago Adventurer 35Z