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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, Reply)