...and they hate me. A job, two kids, a husband, the dog...when am I supposed to pay the bills??? When am I supposed to THINK about the bills???
My husband doesn't pay the bills. We learned early on in our marriage that I was much more money concerned then he. So, I took over.
It has caused many issues in our relationship. Everything from, "You are a control freak..." to "I'm gonna have a nervous breakdown if I have to think about money for one more second..."
I can't take it anymore. I have been handed the reigns of an uncontrollable monster. The monster grows bigger every year. Every month. Every. Day.
Blah. Blech. YUCK.
Sometimes, when I get home, I'd rather let a bill go late than actually open the computer/pick up the phone/go online and pay it. It's getting horrible. I don't care. I'm tired.
And I'm NOT a control freak. I ask you how much money you took out of the ATM this week so that I can reconcile the account. I ask you how much you need for lunch so that we are not taking out too much money and wasting just because the cash is "in hand."
TAKE IT!!! TAKE THE BANK ACCOUNT!!! TAKE THE JOB OF PAYING THE BILLS!!! TAKE IT!!!
'Cuz I don't want it anymore.
~A wild bill-paying thing