I’ve been a bit nervous about our missing rent safety net. On our own, we’d be fine. Add a kid, daycare, and extra health insurance and suddenly ‘fine’ isn’t the word I’d use to describe our upcoming budget. I expressed my concern to my husband who replied, ‘Everything will turn out.’
Yes, he’s the financial Bob Marley in our relationship. He never gets worried.
I clicked through our spreadsheets trying to make 1 + 1 = 47 but even with today’s modern math, it wasn’t happening. As I was about to lose my sanity, my husband strolled home from work. ‘Guess who’s up for a raise?’ he asked with a grin.
I stared at him.
He paused then said, ‘ME!’
I continued to stare in silence.
‘Hon?’ he asked.
More silence and a confused stare.
He snapped in front of my face. ‘Anyone home?’ he laughed.
‘Didn’t you JUST get one?!?’ I asked.
‘Well, yeah. But it’s time for another according to my boss’ he said proudly.
Have I worked for the government so long that I forgot what it’s like to get a raise? Man, I miss my private sector job.
Raises are supposed to be handed out in the next 30 – 60 days at his office.
Did you hear that? That, my friends, was a sigh of relief.