A member of a succulent society I belonged to had to leave new plants acquired at meetings in her car until her husband was asleep or away from home, and sneak them into the house. She initially tried sending him to the grocery store for something but he saw them in her car, so she learned how to hide them in her car.
Once they were snuck into the house she was safe. He couldn't tell a new plant from a head of lettuce.
__________________ May the bridges I've burned light my way.