I've always been the bill payer 'round here. My hubby...well, he's what you'd call a little "relaxed" when it comes to paying bills.
Drove me INSANE when we were first married, so, I did what any newlywed would do...I confiscated the checkbook and wouldn't let him near it. Once, when I thought I sent our student loan bill off in the mail, I found it, weeks later, buried under a stash of papers.
I freaked. Hyperventilated. Went into shock. Had a heart attack, then brought myself back to life and called the company...tail between my legs. They were totally understanding, told me that they don't "report late payments until it's been a few months"...so we were fine. I sent the check, then told my husband what happened.
His response? "Well, gosh! I wouldn't send it out 'til the last minute then!!" *shakes head...clucks tongue...rubs temples* See what I had to deal with?
I couldn't stand the thought of not paying the bills on time. Gives me hives just thinking about it...*shudder*.
Well, he's become a lot more...shall we say "responsible" in the almost 10 years and 5 kids since then. Me? I've become more of a freak.
Friends, I am a financial freak.
As in, I freak if the financial situation is anything but peachy.
I've been freakin' lately.
So, I did what any veteran married woman (wait, can I call myself a marriage vet at this point, yet?!) would do. I threw up my hands, brushed them off and said, "I'm done. My psyche can no longer handle the checkbook." I pushed my chair away from the counter, and haven't looked back.
One too many tears of stress shed ('course, they were shed during my near mental breakdown...wonder if I could handle it more now?!)...and I was done.
D. O. N. E.
It's blissful. Glorious. Dreamy.
Only...I can't quite let go of those early memories of marriage...I keep asking, "Have you paid the bills?" "Hon, did you get the bills paid?" "Hottie, do you see those envelopes over there? They need to be filled with a check."
I came home tonight to a stack of neatly stamped and addressed bills on the counter.
I love my husband.