Funny story. On my way home from the store tonight, I anticipated or more like
dreaded the #1 question from my husband, which is..."How much did you spend tonight?" I even hid the receipt in a different place than usual in my purse just so he wouldn't find it. Pathetic, huh? Why on earth do I feel the need to do this? To avoid the discussion/fight/whatever you want to call it...it's like groundhogs day and it occurs every single time I go to the store. I can't believe I actually dread arriving home because of it! But that's life I suppose.
Married life.
So as we begin to unload the groceries, he asks me..."how much did you spend tonight honey?" I said, "take a guess". He says, "100 dollars?" "HAHAHAHAHA, that's funny", I said. "2 kids and 5 years later, try
275 dollars!" I couldn't believe it. He has no clue. Our bill was usually around $100 when we first got married and had no kids. Now we have two boys that eat more than we do and a house twice the size of our last and he somehow manages to believe it costs the same? Too funny. I'm glad our relationship is still humorous after 9 1/2 years.