LOL LOL LOL...... I feel all of the pain and more.....
We're buying a house with the intention of letting it, a bit of an attempt to salvage some sort of pension should I live to old age.....
Sooooo we have to 'stop spending money' says the sage, and she's not wrong..... the legals and stamp duty alone are eye watering.
So on to this week's text exchange.
I was at work in Cumbria, the sage was at home, I sent her a reminder that I'm doing a "Brass Hat & Decompression Chamber" dive this weekend in York. Now in fairness I did book and pay for it BEFORE we chose to above mentioned plan..... I said in my text;
Me: "do you want to come to York for the day?"
The Sage "no.... not really"
Me "there's shops 'n' stuff there, you could go for a mooch about"
The Sage at this point was looking for a reason to match my spend & swerve the spending embargo, she asks;
Sage: "how much was the dive?"
Me: "£50, includes a hot lunch and drinks"
Sage: (having done the mental maths that adds up to 'that won't buy me a hand bag or a pair of shoes') "You F**##@" "how can you tease me like that you F%%$**" "You know I like York, you're a F@*^&& P%£@ for telling me it's in York"....... As you can tell, I can't type the reply in full , I'll get a lifetime ban from the forum.....
So I got home on Thursday Night for 4 days off..... it's like living with a cat on speed, she's restless, irritable and irrational, I swear I've seen people with addictions suffering less.
I reckon I'll need to empty the piggy banks out and send her shopping, just for my own safety.
Nem........