Thursday, March 27, 2008

Someone stole my husband.

After getting into a huge fight over... (surprise!) money the other day... Jake actually CALLED ME after he left for work and apologized. He said he didn't mean to yell at me and he didn't want to start fighting again. "We've been getting along so well" he didn't want to spoil it.

Who the hell is this guy and where is the body? I'm almost scared. Confused. Shocked. And it gets odder. In the aftermath of this fight, I was quite scared to tell him a week later that we had all of $30 left in the bank until his next payday. Knew he'd freak out and start yelling. Dreaded it all day.

When I got home that evening, I met him in the living room with the printouts of the bank balances. I told him the balance was lower than I expected. All he asked what "how far overdrawn are we?" I told him we were not, but that he needed to hold off using his check card until Friday. He said OK... and that was IT!!

Maybe I'm shell-shocked or paranoid... but all I can think of is the "Calm Before the Storm." *shiver*

1 comment:

Cootiebug77 said...

lol, well here's hoping it's for real and not a case of the bodysnatchers.

 

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