A Lie I'll Regret Forever...

I've always been careful about telling the truth to my husband...but last week, something snapped. We were planning a weekend away, and he asked if everything was alright with me since we hadn't gone in ages due to his deployments. There's this little online store that sells handmade bracelets...he knows I'm into them. They had one in stock for weeks that kept calling my name, but it sold out just before he asked about the trip. So, I lied. Told him I ordered something else from a different seller and it was on its way. The guilt has been eating away at me...I know this tiny fib isn't going to ruin anything, but for some reason, it's got me in knots. What if he finds out? He trusts me with everything...and here I am hiding such a small thing. Maybe next time we talk about the trip, I'll just confess and see what happens. Sometimes being honest feels too risky...