Almost.
I pay my other half some money for all the bills and rent, but we have totally separate bank accounts and disposable incomes.
( Bats, Wed 6 Jan 2010, 11:37, 2 replies)

Even if your disposable income is your own to do with whatever you like
do you get rebuked if you decide to spunk a huge amount of cash up the wall on something your other half doesn't approve of?
( sandettie light vessel automatic New Twitter - @bollocksreally, Wed 6 Jan 2010, 11:41, closed)

What - like coke and hookers? Yeah - she does get a bit prissy about that sometimes.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 6 Jan 2010, 11:47, closed)

I don't often buy expensive things
but often I buy things he doesn't always appreciate: new Hello Kitty trainers, Sailor Moon comics (I'm collecting) etc. Still, he never tries to stop me using my own money. If I wanted to buy a rare San Diego Comic Con edition of Sailor Moon graphic novel no. 11, even if it was £200 or something he would wonder why maybe but not say 'no you're not allowed, it's stupid'.
( Bats, Wed 6 Jan 2010, 11:49, closed)

Not preventing you
just disapproving, tutting and whinging about it
( sandettie light vessel automatic New Twitter - @bollocksreally, Wed 6 Jan 2010, 12:21, closed)

Depends.
He doesn't really understand why I like hello kitty, but the most I get usually is a playful eyeroll and a shake of the head and it's left alone. If it was "Well now why did you buy that? It's a waste of money. You didn't need a new pair of gloves, why buy those? What possible good is that going to do you..." etc then that's different.

I had an eyeroll and a "Wtf?" when he rolled up with an iphone but then I left him to it.
( Bats, Wed 6 Jan 2010, 13:12, closed)

Snap(ish)
We both draw a wage through our company for our own uses, into separate accounts. Then I give her "housekeeping" for essential items like food, clothes, mouthwash and vodka.

I tend to pay the bills from my own pot, in exchange for not having anything to do with shopping.

We have a joint account for mortgage and school fees.

We share household chores. She loads the dishwasher/clotheswasher and I press the start button. Our neighbour takes our bins out, god bless 'im.

She is allowed cushions. She has this special injection every quarter that stops her vag bleeding. She still gets as mad as a drawer divan full of scorpions. She has many boots, and not many shoes. And she can ice skate!

Yet, even after having all this good dealz... I still have to wait for a brew in the morning and never, never ever arrive home to find my tea on the table. Fucking gratitude.
( Piper Alpha is being a grumpy northerm bastard on:, Wed 6 Jan 2010, 11:49, closed)