Husband and I will have been married four years this coming January.
In all that time, we've never had a joint bank account.
I don't know why. We've just never gotten around to it, I guess.
With me staying home with baby for the last three months, my source of income has dried up.
I've been trying to stretch out my last paycheck by being as frugal as possible.
However, I now literally have enough money in my bank account to buy ten packs of gum.
The inexpensive kind.
And one giant cowboy hat.
Last night I had to ask Husband for money to buy groceries.
He generously gave up the cash with no complaint - Husband's good like that.
But it made me feel...useless.
And yes, maybe even a little bit humiliated.
Because I've always pulled my own weight in this relationship - or at least the weight I was assigned to pull.
The dynamic has changed.
And I don't know how to handle it.
3 comments:
I *totally* get this.
I feel your pain. I have been unable to find a job that pays enough to cover day care for my two boys. I despise being financially dependent on another person and crave my freedom. Thankfully, I received a very nice tax refund that I am still milking for all that I can.
Good luck finding your balance with this!
After a year of staying home and having no income of my own, I still have these same feelings sometimes. I've always been independent and I liked that about myself. It's a tough thing to adjust to.
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