I have mixed emotions about returning. Obviously I am going to miss Jack terribly, but on the other hand I am so bored at home. Jack is also uber-whingy and into EVERYTHING so I can't pretend that it won't be nice for someone else to have to deal with him when he is being particularly irritating (hands up, I'm certainly NOT in the running for Mother of the Year.)
It will also be nice to have some money of my own again. The OH is very tight and is most definitely not sympathetic to my handbag addiction. We have had to keep an excel spreadsheet to record all our spending, and when i say 'our' what I mean is 'my' spending. If I buy a pack of Maltesers from the corner shop I have to record this on the spreadsheet. Please. Don't get me wrong, I agree totally with the need to budget and keep track of our spending, but having to justify why I purchased one particular brand of tea-bags over another brand of cheaper tea-bags is really starting to get on my wick.
One particularly battleground of spending is what I spend, or don't spend, on my two older children (from my previous relationship). I feel that he analyses everything that I spend on them, while spoiling his own two kids rotten ("but I only see them half the week so I feel I have to spoil them"..etc etc). Its a constant stream of, "Did they do enough jobs to earn that pocket money?" Yes, they have been working their backsides off this week. "Does Tom need that new pair of jeans?" Yes, he has grown 3" over the summer. "What, their school wants money again?" and so on, you get the picture. He really resents the fact that their father does not contribute and I know where he is coming from as it is very frustrating, but thats how it is. Anyway, it will be nice to get back to having my own money. Being a kept woman is not all it's cracked up to be.
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