Grrr!

[judecorp]

One thing I hate to bitch about is money, mostly because I hate money and hate materialism (though I love toys, which I can't reconcile except to say that I wish they were free!). But... grr. Just grrr.

I got 'home' at 5:30am or so after dropping Christina off at the airport. (We stayed at Bink's because it's closer to the airport and so she could get some sleep.) When I walked into my bedroom, my old computer monitor was on the floor. I went out into the living room, and sure enough, A. had a brand new monitor attached to his computer.

For a brief amount of time, I held on to the hope that he got it at work or something, like they replaced some computers and he took a monitor. But when I was drying my hair (the hair dryer is in his bedroom), I saw the monitor box from Best Buy.

Now, he KNOWS that I'm not getting paid until 31 October (because my contract hasn't been submitted in time), and he KNOWS that he just got a root canal last week that cost a few hundred dollars.

So what the fuck?

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Of course, I could never sit there and tell someone to take something back. He's a big boy and makes his own decisions and I don't want to impact that. That may sound wishy washy, but I don't want him telling me not to have hot girls visiting me, and therefore I won't tell him he /can't/ buy something.

It just irks me that I'm the only one worrying about the finances. He had a good reason to buy a new monitor, but the timing is bad. And I can't stop being annoyed that he doesn't bother to think of the timing and the bigger picture, just his immediate needs.

Which, I suppose, is a reflection of the relationship as a whole. Maybe.