I came to a conclusion yesterday as I was out cleaning up the yard (after hubby had phoned raving about the wonderful time he’s having) for winter, that I’m not living in the stone age anymore.
I’m not here to keep the homefires burning while Mr. Grunt is out killing our next meal! I’m out hunting all day too, and just because he hunts longer than me, and brings home bigger game than me, I do 90% of the cavework/yardwork while he’s gone, so it’s not like I’m always sitting on my fur wrapped ass waiting for his arrival so I can skin supper!
I’m sick of being the only one who won’t do things or go places because we can’t “afford” it. He lives in complete denial about finances and does his thing. Right now until some tuition costs, etc are paid off, he can’t afford to be golfing once/twice a week, eating out 2/3 times/week, going on TRIPS. It’s stopping when he gets back. I’m the only one in this house that packs a lunch. The rest eat out. for the most part. I also had a chat with the kids warning them that they better be budgeting their money well since neither of them are getting many hours at work, because we wouldn’t be helping them out anytime soon.
We’re both going to cut back and be smarter until a couple of bills are paid off. We make a great income between the two of us, but because of his lack of concern, it’s getting a bit scarey (of course only for me, because he refuses to do the bills/banking or to even know anything about it!) He’s not a child, he ’s got the best managed (financially) store in his district, so he’s not an idiot………..the time has come! I’m dumping complete control of the banking/finances/bills in his lap on his return. I will keep control of my cheque in my account and continue to pay for the “kid things” with it. The household is in his hands now.
And if he doesn’t like it, he can kiss my fur wrapped ass!