Maybe I'm just a bit of a pervert, I dunno, but I quite like the challenge of having a missus that offers a certain amount of resistance to my hobby. When it comes to buying equipment the price is an obstacle, but not one that talks back. The missus, however, at least injects an element of sport into the issue. Buying a new peice of equipment is like reeling in a really big fish. Tug a little, let her run, tug again, wear her down and reel in the new kettle.
It's especially helpful that my missus regularly takes up a new "hobby of the year". Currently, it is sewing. "I need a new sewing table" Yes dear, you can have that....2 weeks later, "Hello new gas burner, my you're looking sexy today"

At the moment, I'm trying to accumulate the gear I need to go AG. I am confidently seeking out the best prices, while at the same time I still haven't yet manipulated the missus past the "There is no way you are going to burn down the garage" stage. Tug a little, let her swim, tug a little......
I swear, if I had a missus that offered no resistance at all, then brewing would be half the fun.
Edit: Of course, having said all that. I know that she is doing the same with me too!!