11.13.2006
Got a Job?
Please.
I am begging you.
Someone.
Someone, please.
Give my husband a job.
This "let's pretend we are retired" thing just isn't working for me. It has been 123 days now (but who's counting) and hubby is starting to get on my nerves. He started playing Christmas music today , and wants to know where we are going to put the Christmas tree.
THE CHRISTMAS TREE???
Honey, we will have no business celebrating Christmas if you don't start adding some dough to the bank account. I can't support us for ever, lol.
And I swear to God, if he brings it up one more time that we have X amount of money to make X amount of mortgage payments and pay the bills - I will fu***** scream!
Get a J-O-B!!!
By the way... hubby doesn't know where to find this blog, so please don't tell him.
Labels: blogging, Christmas, Christmas Presents, family, family life, house, husbands, life, work
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