Dear Mouthy Housewives,
I have a dear friend who I’ve occasionally helped out financially when she was low on cash. For example, I’ve paid for her meals and drinks while we were out and about. Recently, she arranged an outing for our group of friends (a concert) and she paid in advance for all of us. I was unable to pay her back before the concert and let her know this (I proposed to pay her back within the next two weeks). All hell broke loose and she called everyone within our social circle to complain about what a bad a friend I was, and how my selfishness knew no bounds.
You can imagine how we looked in the store. My son is half dressed, my husband is exhausted, my hair is still dripping wet from the pool and all of us are hungry. If I were in the right frame of mind I probably would’ve selected a bed, taken home the paperwork and researched the best prices online. Instead, given the circumstances I did something I would have never done before my son was born. I immediately agreed to the price and handed over my credit card.
Editor's Note: I once didn't speak to my husband (then boyfriend) for two days over the two of us sharing a car. Having to add thirty minutes to each of my commutes to drive him to work and pick him up did not work for me (and I am pretty sure it still wouldn't). Later in life after our daughter was born, we ended up getting two carseats because it was so hard to predict which car would be which place at which time. It turns out there are a few secrets! -Rita...more
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Dear Mouthy Housewives,
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