My weekend began on an OK note. Friday night dined out with the wife. Saturday had lunch with my son and his girlfriend in town for the football game and a little shopping with the wife. But then Sunday. Nothing went right or was good about Sunday. The wife spent the day at church and then at her 20 year old son's mobile home helping him and her Dad get the place ready for him to move in. Why, as old as he is, he couldn't get his own place ready I don't understand. To make matters worse the Dad wanted us to buy him some chairs and a table. When the wife explained that we didn't have money to burn he made some statement about he didn't understand why we didn't have tons of money as we both have good jobs, make good salaries, and just should be rolling in dough being that both of us work. This coming from a man who rents mobile homes and a few houses, is retired, and does have money to burn. This pissed the wife off and she then explained that with car payments, house payment, car repairs, having to help pay for a funeral for my sister who had no insurance, and other and assorted monetary committments, there wasn't a gold mine left. This is not to mention taxes and all the other stuff that is taken from us before we ever get our hands on our hard earned checks. Anyway, the remainder of the weekend was spent with everyone in a foul mood. So much for resting on the day off.
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