Ah, now to fill you in on what happened with the Daytona, and also with his damn cell phone.
He got starry eyed and WANTED both, at different times mind you, and he wouldn't settle for anything
less. With the Daytona he withheld information that would have made me
say no to buying it, and it crapped out and died 2 months and $1400
later. With the cell phone, he lied to me, took money off his paycheck
that we desperately needed for bills & medical things (I distinctly remember canceling 2 doc appointments because of this), claiming he had a short pay week
even though I kept asking him why he worked so many hours and been paid so shittily. Things just didn't add up in that respect. That idiot
decided he'd rather have me thinking he was cheating on me than admit
he took money to buy a new cell phone. He claimed he got the extra
money for the phone from his mom ... and then the lie came out when his
mom handed me $20 and said she was paying my husband back for what
she'd borrowed from him.
Once she handed me that $20 I knew he was lying, and it all came out,
and ensued in a huge argument. Besides that, he KNOWS I would have insisted on paying her back, so if he hadn't have gotten caught, what would he have done with the money that was supposed to be 'repaid'? He'd have kept it and bought shit for himself. Slimy ass wad. Guess what the amazing part is though ... $215
later, his phone is a piece of shit.
It was a piece of shit about 4
months after he got it, totally short life span, and it's been a piece
of shit ever since. Oh, then we can't forget the $250 radio he decided
he wanted to put into his truck, even though we had agreed on a $100
limit purely because the truck was in such rough shape and we
(supposedly 'we') didn't want too expensive of stuff in there. He was
gone for like 4 hours, and comes back and had spent $250 of the $500 he
and a couple friends earned from cutting wood. We needed that $400
additional for bills and paying other people, and somehow my husband
decided that he was more important.
His ass better believe that radio is coming out of the fuckin' truck.
Quite honestly, after reviewing his track record with this kind of
stuff, I'm a little pissed off at his behavior. I definitely see a
pattern (he wants stuff, he goes out of his way to get it, and it winds up being a piece of shit and a waste of that money), and it just sort of reinforces that shit with this truck is
going to make life hard. I very nearly feel like ruining this
opportunity for my husband out of spite, just to see him not get what
he wants, considering he more often than not does get what he wants. I
won't do anything rash, no worries, but he is going to be made to
understand he's not going to get his way purely because that's what he
wants. He will only get his way if it is the most fiscally
possible/probable/smart decision.
I dare him to challenge me on this one, because after looking back and really reviewing his decisions, and knowing now that he does not have control of the money so he can't simply take any and spend it, well, he's gonna have a damned hard time going behind my back and doing it anyway. Beyond that, if he does try to do it with this, he's going to move back to the farm and we'll have done with the whole thing. I'm tired of playing around and him blowing through money like it's air.
Grrrr, time to speak about a different topic because what's REALLY happening here is that I've got so many thoughts flitting through my head that they're all crashing, not properly processing, and I'm just getting flustered and jumbled. Time to let this one rest.



