So, the story goes that a year or so ago I done had it with the checkbook. I would sit down to balance and pay bills and get so stressed out that I'd call my husband in one of two ways 1. a fit of rage at why he didn't enter his receipts or 2. crying my eyes out.
He took over.
It was blissful.
Suddenly, I became the negligent receipt enterer and he was the one fed up with oodles of receipts to enter when it came time for the biweekly checkbook balance. It was an odd twist of events...especially since I should've known better from my previous bookkeeper stress.
Here's the catch...I'm still in charge of paying bills. Do you know what it's like to not have any idea what the ledger looks like when you're in charge of bill paying? Oh, sure! I can pay this 1,000 doctor bill in full! Fabulous! Oh, yes! New tires on the van! New clothes for the children! Utilities and groceries (organic, anyone?!) and and and!!!
It was like we had an endless supply of money.
Only we don't.
And now my husband is the one that's getting cranky with me. Something about stress with managing the checkbook?
We need a solution.
Or a money tree.
Or, perhaps, just some organizational skills.