Why is it that the slightest hint of me spending money puts my hubs in a tizzy?
I merely mentioned that it would be nice to get a cute haircut and maybe a new top or something to start my new "job". Hubs remarks, "There you go wanting to spend money."
I am not one to just throw money every whichawhere. I buy groceries, gas and the occasional lunch and that's usually about it for my weekly spending as far as extras. It's very rare that I splurge on myself and it's not like I was planning on getting a hundred dollar haircut and a new wardrobe. I brushed it off and told hubs ok I guess I don't need to...whatever.
So that was yesterday. This morning I cleaned the fridge and freezer and checked my inventory and made up my weekly meal plan. All in an effort to wait for it...save a little money. It's really quite an extraordinary concept.
Out of the goodness of my heart I asked hubs what he needed and the conversation went like this:
Me: "We have onions."
Him: "I want fresh onions."
Me: "We have tomatoes also."
Him: "Hamburger meat"
Me: "We have that as well."
Him: "Why can't you just get what I want?"
Me: "Why do we need to buy stuff we already have?"
Him: "I'll just go to the store later myself and get what I need. You go on and get what you need."
So it pretty much ended up with me storming out the door with kids in tow.
I've been sulking most of the day. He knows I'm not thrilled with him...but I'm over it, for the most part.