It’s time we mothers square away our relationship with the green stuff. It isn’t a living thing; it's just money. After we take charge over where it goes, let’s work to keep its power in our lives as limited as it should be.
I hate that he works all the time, but I hate more that spoiled little (fat) bitches want to make snippy comments. My man works HARD, a word foreign to them. He always asks if it's okay, and it is, because in this economy, every bit is needed. Plus overtime? Yes please. We have money, but it's good to have more than you need :) welcome to the real world bitches! When you're on your own dime you'll get it. Hahaha