Well, I did fantastic. I didn't spend one thin dime yesterday. Not a penny. Nada. John on the other hand, went out and bought himself a Jazz Jersey. We got into a fight about that. I begged him not to, we exchanged words, and he left anyway to go get it after saying "Just remember who makes the money around here." It didn't have to be a fight until he brought out the fighting words.
The worst part about the fight was he had invited his family over to watch the Jazz game (he didn't even WEAR the damned jersey) and I had to stew in my pissed-offedness for HOURS before everyone left and we could finally hash it out. Naturally, by the time we could talk about it, I'd read in every possible negative connotation from that one sentence: He thinks I'm worthless because I don't make any money. I have no say in our finances because I don't make any money. I'm no longer an equal partner in our relationship because I don't make any money. What I do doesn't count because I don't earn money for it. He'd rather hurt my feelings and discount everything I do just so he can buy a stupid shirt. He's just a jackass.... And so on.
In the end we worked it out, he apologized, and promised never to say anything like that to me again. I was really hurt, but I did concede that I overreacted and read way too much into what he said. Luckily we don't fight often. And make up sex always makes everything better.
Anyway, the total excess expenditures for the day was $50 for a Deron Williams jersey
Today John's got to get his car looked at (I'm still trying to decide if that should go in the "excess expenditures" category or not) and I forgot all about a mom's club breakfast this morning, so I'll be out about $5.
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