So my idiot, who consistently works too much, argues for the importance of his job over mine, and never, ever compromises his working hours for me, or sick kids, or anything else, posted a whopping $20,000 to our bottom line in 2008. Yes, you read that correctly.
Even accounting for a little 'cooking the books' (as he is a small business owner), and cash payments, I don't believe that means he made more than $35,000 last year.
You've got to be kidding.
I finally read our tax return the other night, and let me assure you that Jon & Kate Plus 8 style belittling has been the action in our household since then. Every comment I make when we discuss work is along the lines of "oh, so you can go out and make so much money today?" Mean and spiteful, yes, but oh so well deserved after five years of fighting over money.
I hate him more than I ever have. And I am determined to protect myself, and the kids, from his financial idiocy, one way or the other.
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