At least that's what you can tell your husband.
"Honey, I was drawn by the freakishly bright sparkle beyond the portal with the sign that said BEADS, and I couldn't help myself. Once inside, thousands of beams of sparkly lights blinded me and made me act out of complete instinct. Little voices in my head kept saying, 'Take me home,' and I felt insanely compelled to bring those tiny sparkling objects home with me.
There were aliens'1 Stop Bead Shop teaches classes.' It all seemed so natural."
"No honey, those beads are NOT things I haven't finished - those are UFOs! (UnFinished Objects)Club Bead.
The aliens told me that I won't die until all my UFOs are finished. So, if I just keep going back to their alien spaceship, it doesn't matter how many UFOs I encounter, only beading heaven awaits me. And it's a real place! They showed me pictures."
"That's my story, and I'm sticking with it!"
You might as well tell him that. It will make just as much sense to him as the truth!