Bob Wright
Hawkeye
I was sorting through some papers recently and came across a greeting card. It was from Nita.
During our marriage, I was president and secretary/treasurer of the household. I kept three different accounts: "Her Money," "My Money," and "Our Money." Our Money went for household needs, our accounts went for our "wants," little luxuries we desired. (Such as bullet mney, primers, things like that.)
Sheplers advertised a pair of Tony Lama boots that I admired. The cost was just over $300. I didn't have that much in my account at that time. Nita asked my why I didn't order them and I told her my account was a mit shy of the amount.
A few days later I came in to find a white envelope on my desk, clearly a greeting card size. Opening it up I found three hundred dollars cash inside. At the bottom of the card Nita had written:
"This is for those boots you wanted.
I love you,
Nita"
Bob Wrght
During our marriage, I was president and secretary/treasurer of the household. I kept three different accounts: "Her Money," "My Money," and "Our Money." Our Money went for household needs, our accounts went for our "wants," little luxuries we desired. (Such as bullet mney, primers, things like that.)
Sheplers advertised a pair of Tony Lama boots that I admired. The cost was just over $300. I didn't have that much in my account at that time. Nita asked my why I didn't order them and I told her my account was a mit shy of the amount.
A few days later I came in to find a white envelope on my desk, clearly a greeting card size. Opening it up I found three hundred dollars cash inside. At the bottom of the card Nita had written:
"This is for those boots you wanted.
I love you,
Nita"
Bob Wrght