Thursday, November 29, 2007

Trouble in paradise, part 1

Me: I have checks bouncing like rubber balls because my mortgage payment went through my account twice. It might be my fault. I'm not for sure. Are you ready for this?

D: I have $500 on the Pistons tonight. I'm ready for you if you're ready for me.

Me: I don't think I'm ready for that. I need you to be better at managing finances than me.

D: And I need you to understand that sometimes I'm not better at money. I wish I was smart about it at all times, but I'm not.

Me: I get that you're not perfect babe. I just want to feel comfortable putting our financial future in your hands.

D: I understand. I just want you to know who I am – a normally levelheaded guy with a gambling problem. You may not be truly ready for that.

Me: If what you think you have is a problem then no I'm not ready for that.

D: It was always a problem. I didn't indulge in it for a long time. But it's always been there.

Me: We should talk about this later.

D: I agree. We'll pick this up later.

Me: I am for your well-being, so I'll pray that the Pistons win.

D: Thank you.

1 comment:

single/certain said...

you're talking about it... that's a good start. :-)