03 April 2009

I Confess...

I hate paying bills. Hate it, hate it, hate it.

Ever since the whole Walt's disaster last Summer, instead of having bills deducted automatically, DH would rather I pay each bill individually.

I'm always paranoid I'll either forget to pay the bill, or like last month, double pay a bill. (At least, it was a small amount and no worries if that would cause our account to bounce)

I want to be the ostrich burying it's head in the sand. I don't want to know where our money is going. I'd rather DH pays the bills, except his brains are even more mushy than mine when it comes to these things.

Is that bad of me that I'd rather be more of the 50's housewife and not have to pay any attention to what's in the bank account, and just ask my DH for money when I need/want it?
Confessed by Storm, The Psychotic Housewife sometime around 9:03 AM
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3 comments:

Kristin at My Art and the Mom in Me said...

LOL to the 50's housewife comment!

And yeah that was a bit of a disaster last year, huh?

I would love to do your bills..Seriously. I actually love sitting down to do them..I know, that is so strange..

03 April, 2009 11:12
Census (aka Cen aka June.S) said...

I hate bills too....paying them always make me feel poorer!! Even small amounts and I can hear the bank balance contracting.
I think the 50's housewife had a less stressfull deal with the bills and money...unless her husband was as disorganised as mine, lol!

03 April, 2009 13:04
Lola said...

Paying bills is depressing. The money never seems to go as far as you thing. I paid a bunch of bills this morning and was hoping to go grocery shopping this afternoon, but my checkbook said no.

03 April, 2009 20:44

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