Motherfucker.
We had a brief argument this morning. I mean yea, I should've just walked away earlier, and sure as hell shouldn't have continued in front of the kid.
But holy fucking shit.
I'll have to restrict the money she has access to. I have to. It's like she does not or will not grasp the consequence of spending too much each month.
The conversation started with my t/rying to get a rough sense of what we're spending our money on. We've done a rough audit, and she's been spending around $2.5-$3K a month. ON FUCKING WHAT.
Initially she'd went with "vitamins" and "Amazon".
And yea fine, I did say we'd have to take a bit of time and sit down to go over those, identify what exactly she'd been buying each month and to see what we can cut down on.
So this morning, I tried asking what did we spend on each month.
She repeated that it was "Amazon" and "vitamins", and eventually included "groceries" and "going out" (this one came after I'd pushed further). Even started off with "I already told you."
I tried to remain calm, and said that yes, but we need to know what exactly we've been buying so we can determine what's crucial and not.
And she kept going round and round in circles. Trying to claim that she'd already told me, without telling me anything. WHAT have we been buying on Amazon each fucking month?
"Books".
OK, so we've been spending about what, $1K on books each month?
"Groceries".
What groceries? Why so expensive?
What EXACTLY.
"I told you already."
GODFUCKINGDAMMIT.
And then she goes off on how I'd said we were going to discuss it in detail later, and how she wasn't prepared.
BUT YOU JUST SAID THAT YOU'D ALREADY TOLD ME.
So later when they left for my mom's place, I had a look at the credit card notifications that popped up. One for around $10, another for around $22.
FUCK.
And this was AFTER we'd already discussed how we needed to cut down, AND I'd already paid the credit card bill for the month AND I'd given her an extra $200.
She won't stop.
She won't fucking stop.
What would even be the point of having a supplementary credit card for her with a hard limit, IF SHE'S GOING TO USE IT ALL UP THEN ASK FOR MORE CASH BEFORE THE MONTH IS OUT.
And let's get one thing straight. We won't suffer AT ALL if we cut down. Groceries and books at $3K a fucking month? What the fuck, are we buying sausages dipped in gold? Is the lamb from sheep raised in a resort on Mount Fuji? What? WHAT THE FUCK.
I'll have to fucking restrict her access to cash and closely monitor her spending. Which is of course, OF COURSE going to cause more problems. What adult is OK with being treated like this? Like they're a little kid?
But what other option is there?
I think she might not even fully grasp why we weren't able to visit her mom this year. Not completely.
Well enough of that.
