“I found my wife’s go-bag”
I’ve been married for nine years to a woman I love deeply. We have a good marriage. We don’t have big fights or secrets, at least I didn’t think we did.
A few weeks ago, I was cleaning out our closet and came across a duffel bag tucked behind some blankets. I opened it without thinking, assuming it was old travel stuff. But inside was a perfectly packed go-bag. Clothes, cash, travel toiletries, a burner phone, and copies of her passport, birth certificate, and Social Security card.
My first thought was that it was for emergencies, but the more I looked, the more it didn’t feel like that. It felt personal, intentional. Like something someone packs when they’re planning to leave.
“How should paying bills be divided in marriage???”
I’ve heard that to be fair, it should be by percentage. Whomever earns more, should be paying a higher percentage of each bill.
My husband (who earns quit a bit more than I do) wants it all 50/50.
When it comes to money, it’s more of a roommate situation in our marriage (despite discussing this after we got married two years ago).
He keeps all his financial accounts private. If he were to pass away, I’d be left in the dark caring for our kids.
He has previously stated if I don’t like how little money I have after bills are paid, I should go find a higher paying job (he’s kind of a jerk when it comes to things like this).
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The Secret to Stopping Any Argument in 10 Seconds
Here’s the uncomfortable truth about most arguments: you’re not fighting about the dishes, or who said what last week, or why your partner didn’t text you back fast enough. You’re fighting because one (or both) of you feels unseen.
That’s it. That’s the whole damn thing. The argument is just the fireworks show that goes off when someone doesn’t feel understood.
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The First Lesson to Teach Your Kids About Money
If you watch a child handle money for the first time, it’s oddly revealing.
They’ll clutch a dollar like it’s a secret, maybe crumple it, maybe trade it for something shiny five minutes later.
To them, it’s not yet “currency.” It’s just paper with power. And that’s exactly where the lesson begins.
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Linkage
5 Historical Photos That Speak Volumes – Ned Hardy
You need to buy a good emergency weather radio because when the power and internet go down, it might be your only source for life-saving alerts and evacuation updates. – Amazon
A.I. Video Generators Are Now So Good You Can No Longer Trust Your Eyes – NYT
Drug Rehabs Lure In Patients for Insurance Money—Then Leave Them on the Street – WSJ
Venezuelan opposition leader María Corina Machado wins Nobel Peace Prize – BBC
If You Remember These 26 Things, Your Childhood Was Awesome – Ned Hardy
AI video apps are a scammer’s goldmine – Archive.ph
Why Yankees just wasted a golden opportunity they’ll never get back – NYT (The Athletic)
30 Memes That Won The Internet This Week – Ned Hardy
You need to buy a satellite messenger because when you’re camping, hiking, or off-grid with no cell signal, it lets you send messages, share your location, and call for help anywhere on earth. – Amazon
People say they’ve broken their phone addiction with one simple change to their settings – Upworthy
How to Make Anger Your Ally – Art of Manliness
The Aaron Boone Playoff Script Never Changes – The Ringer
An AI became a crypto millionaire. Now it’s fighting to become a person – BBC Future
50 Dad Jokes You’re Going to Hate Yourself for Laughing At – Linkiest
The Dumping Grounds
Poll of the Day
Would you rather…
“I Was a Meth Addict and Sex Worker. Now I’m a Housewife Who Finally Feels Alive.”
I didn’t wake up one morning and decide to blow up my life. It was smaller than that—older friends, a bottle passed around, a line, a night that ran a little too long. Weed, vodka, pills, then meth and heroin. Each “why not” made the next one easier. By the time I realized I was in over my head, I’d already stopped caring whether I could touch the bottom.
