I was really stingy food shopping yesterday; being very careful because I worry about my job. (Job security? (lolwut)
Hubby
says to me, “You never have to worry about money. Stop it. I’ll sell a
guitar, I’ll sell my car (he loves that thing), don’t worry about it.
Let me worry about it."
I still worry because that’s just what I’m conditioned to do. I haven’t had any kind of support like that since I was 12, before Dad’s business went to crap. I’ve been working since I was 16. I’m going to be 29 soon.
I don’t say this to brag and be all snootish, I say this to peeps out there wondering if genuine, considerate, etc. guys exist. They do.
Have faith, have hope, never settle, love who you are, and keep walking through the storm.
I still worry because that’s just what I’m conditioned to do. I haven’t had any kind of support like that since I was 12, before Dad’s business went to crap. I’ve been working since I was 16. I’m going to be 29 soon.
I don’t say this to brag and be all snootish, I say this to peeps out there wondering if genuine, considerate, etc. guys exist. They do.
Have faith, have hope, never settle, love who you are, and keep walking through the storm.
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