Well, then we graduated from high school and he decided to go to Rochester Institute of Technology for college, which is where I lived then. He honed right in on me and wanted to date me again...which I did for about a couple weeks. OMG...although he was still a perfectly nice guy, I guess I had changed a lot. All the things about him that I was so infatuated with when we were sixteen had turned into a total annoyance. But looking back, these are the things that annoyed me...for starters, he called everyone in the Rochester phone book to see if they were relatives of his. Who does that? We went to a restaurant and he got out of his car to be sure it was even on both sides when he parked the car...and got back in to re-park the car because it wasn't even...twice! These were just a few things, but he had just become SO ANNOYING!!
Anyhow...in spite of his best efforts to actually get me to marry him, I refused and insisted on us just being friends. He ended up marrying another really nice girl and they're still married today and have two small kids and live in CT. He has a REALLY great job for Lever Bros. and drives a friggen MERCEDES!!! I'm really happy for him and don't regret not marrying him because, in the end, I always knew he would be largely successful and whoever married him would be very lucky, but I just couldn't stomach his dorkiness!!
And then there's my life today. I married my true solemate. He is absolutely the person I was supposed to be with. He's a tad grumpy, but I love him and can't imagine life without him. On the other hand, financially, life is drastic. After being laid off three times in two years, my husband had to take a job that pays 15K less than the original job he had and our debt to income ratio had become so bad that we ended up going bankrupt earlier this year. Today is my grocery shopping day and I'm home cleaning because we, literally, don't have money for groceries. We have no retirement. My kids have no college funds set up. We are paycheck to paycheck and flat broke. It sucks.
So, in spite of the fact that I love my husband and would rather be poor with him than rich with anyone else, I am left with the question...
Why can't we be happy AND rich? It's maddening!! I know that life with the old boyfriend would have been him catering to my every need and he's truly a great guy and I start to wonder...If I had married him, would I have gotten over his annoyingness? Would I have eventually been happy with him AND rich? I hate myself for even thinking it, but it keeps creeping into my mind. Or would I have been in a loveless marriage with lots of money? I have always tried hard to look at what's real and keep money OUT of the equation when making decisions of the heart.
I look at my two kids and remember the pictures he showed me of his kids and know that there are four real reasons out there that things turned out the way they did...but (insert praying hands here) God...can't I just have a little money? I promise I won't become spoiled rotten!!!
Okay...rant over from my horrible kitchen with the ugly metal cupboards and awful countertops that were probably installed in the 1940's that we can't afford to have replaced!! Thinking of the kitchen I might have if I'd married my old boyfriend with the mercedes!!
(note to self...I'm thinking the kitchen, not the guy...)








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), phone, insurance and supplies are draining me. I'm lucky to have a little grocery money at the end of the week. The money I'm bringing home, I could make house calls on a fraction of my customers and make more money in much less time. Or get a job with a paycheck and be done with it.