Before we said "I Do" I only had 3 conditions...(1) I won't take out the garbage (hell, there were 3 guys in the house to do it), (2) I won't do yard work (I'd watch from the cool inside and take him ice water, though), and (3) I won't handle the checkbook! Now... we were both adults and both had been soley responsible for all three of those 'conditions', that's why I could stand there, tap my foot and say "not gonna do it"! Since then, I've 'helped" with the yard work - if only as a distraction (*wink*...remember that Honey??), I've hauled out the garbage more times than I wanted (the boys were just too damn lazy sometimes when Rich would travel for work - or when he went on "house strike" for almost 2 years). The house strike meant I had to do ALL of the laundry, cooking, cleaning and garbage - it was a very dark time! Lots of hallway sex! (You know the pass in the hallway and say "F-U" .. no "F-U") . It wasn't pretty!

A week ago last night, as Pook and I sat in our lovely hotel room to share our last night together, he gives me something so sacred and overwhelming - and then he gave me the files to the bank account! LOLOLOL. He gave me the Holy Grail of banking - our joint bank account files and password! Anyone that knows my husband can totally agree with me on this - this was a major step - only Uncle Sam and the effing deployment could pry this out of his grasp! (can I get an AMEN). Now, Rich is the Excel King - he rocks a spreadsheet like no one I've ever seen! He will spreadsheet A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G! (He probably ran a spreadsheet on marrying me - fortunately the numbers came up favorable).
So, I mention to Pook the other night that I transferred $XX out of his checking (which is actually our joint checking) to my checking so I can pay his dental bill. (It's HIS bill... see how this works?I could've paid it out of his account but I have no idea where his check book is). Pook: "Cool, I'll update my spreadsheet that I have". Uh, yeah... I'll do that too. Me: "You have a spreadhseet, too? Pook: Yeah, I have a copy so we can both make sure we are running the same numbers."WTH? He actually expects me to update the Holy Grail! Seriously? I don't even keep a checkbook register but I can tell you to the dime how much is in my account. Pook: "Oh, don't forget to add the deposits to the register". Got it!! Crap!
So, today I sat down to open up the password protected mega Excel spreadsheet. I wish I could show it to you! There are 7 tabs of data! 7! On the check register there are 7 columns, ranging from transaction code, date, description, payments, code (I have no idea what "code" means- there are only "Xs" in the column), Dep/Cred, Balance. I'm supposed to keep this updated! Hmmmm.... after looking at his method of madness for about 10 minutes, I went in and successfully entered the transfer (his bill) and recent deposits. Had to cross-reference that with the online bank statement to make sure I'm to the penny. Hot damn - I was! Fortunately, we don't have the debt we used to have, and the few things we do have is set up on auto-pay.. so I'll just have to update deposits and maybe a transfer here or there if needed - but for A YEAR!!! Is he
Now, I honestly know how to manage a household, a budget and a check book! I have done this more years that probably most of my followers have been alive - it's just that I hate to do it! I hate the details and the numbers! I'm not above the task...it will get done... but I still don't wanna do it! :o)
He cracks me up!
Peace, Love & Happy Deposits!!
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