We've been receiving Christmas cards in the mail for the last week. I always mean to send them out but never do but, as I say every year, maybe next year! Anyway, one of those cards came from my cousin A but inside there was a second card and inside that second card was a huge Christmas blessing. She said the Lord had laid it on her heart to send Kenny and I a certain amount since times have been tough. She was thinking it could be used to give the girls a good Christmas this year but that we could use it for whatever we wanted.
Kenny and I both agreed that we wanted to use it toward Christmas. Kenny, as always, wanted to just put it in the bank and wait until we were ready to go shopping while I wanted to cash it right away so it wouldn't be used for something else (which is what ALWAYS happens whenever we get any extra money and say we're going to use it toward something specific). He, of course, got completely annoyed with me and insisted that everything would be okay and that we have more money going in and we'll be fine for Christmas and blah blah blah. Well, sure enough I get a phone call from him this morning telling me he had to pay some bills and that we only have about $200 left in the bank. SERIOUSLY?!?! Why does this man never listen to me??? I am so sick of hearing, "Oh, you were right. We should've done it your way." Believe it or not I did NOT want to be right. What I wanted was to have some money for Christmas. Does he ever stop to think for a minute that (especially based on his track record when it comes to stuff like this) that this would fuel the financial insecurity I already feel? For ONCE I would love for something to go my way. It seems like everything always has to be done HIS way and when we do it his way something usually goes wrong. He still hasn't learned to just listen to me.
I'm also kind of pissed that he got to go shopping on his own this past Saturday and the only time I can go is during the week when time is limited or really close to Christmas and I so did NOT want to do things last minute this year. Why do I always get screwed? Merry Christmas.
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