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After the call of the suitor, I got all excited, finally my Ivan is ready for a serious conversation.
It is good to have a budget that is two salaries or two pensions at the same time. When everyone takes from the common piggy bank as much as he needs. It’s different when a family decides to keep a separate budget. Some to the general treasury, the rest to himself. Which of these options is better will show the ability of partners to agree.
Two pensions at the same time After the boyfriend's call, I got all excited and stood up in the counter. Ivan hinted at a serious conversation. I feel I've decided. He wants to move in with me. I have my own house, children have got families and have moved to different parts of the country. And his son just brought the bride home. The time, as they say, has come.
I prepared for the matchmaking decently. Sculpted dumplings with salted cottage cheese, flavored a good piece of butter. A neighbor, Michalna, bought homemade sour cream. Sitting by the window to wait for the betrothed.
The groom's idea rang out the door. I'm here, my darling. I wish I had a flower. I didn't like the beginning anymore.
She sat the guest at a rich table, poured homemade currants. My sweet treat on both cheeks. Filled, I got to the point:
- Well, Valuha, you win. I'll go live with you. But with one small condition.
What a romantic beginning, stand still, fall down! My hands automatically hit my sides. The guest continued:
- I watched you. You're a nice, skilful hostess. And a good woman. But I'm not an old man, so I want to follow the youth fashion. This is how they manage their finances well. It's called a separate budget!
I was so excited about this news. I needed an explanation.
- There it is. I give you money for food and light. I think 500 hryvnia will be enough with my head. I keep the rest. You do the same. Allocate 500 UAH from your pension, everything else is yours. All right?
I thought about it. You'll have to do a good count here. But it's not every day I get married with a good military pension. That's why I agreed. Ivan immediately counted the bills, threw me on the table and hug me by the waist. But I fought off a playful fiancé. Tired while cooking dinner, and romantic mood as a hand removed.
Having agreed with the future spouse about tomorrow's meeting, escorted him home. And on a cold head she went over the count. So, how much did this treat cost me? I don't have a cow. Therefore, I buy all the milk from my neighbor: sour cream, cottage cheese and milk. Cheese at 130 hryvnia per kilo, sour cream - 60. 70 more butter. Plus flour, pour. My time. So it turned out that Ivan was treated to 270 hryvnia. I also wanted a sweetie.
Maybe my husband was wrong, or do I not understand? But I had already given my consent, so I had to talk and get out of the water.
In the morning, the unlovable came to visit in anticipation of yesterday's dessert. But I got to the point right away.
- Look, I say. Yesterday you bought 270 hryvnia. Today I have for lunch young potatoes with garlic, dill and sour cream. Pickled mushrooms and your favorite black seed bread. At least 100 hryvnias here. And it's just breakfast. So you're gonna make some more money for lunch. But dinner can be a problem. I'll have to report the money.
Two pensions at the same time: prioritize the groom such a turn clearly did not taste.
- But you ate with me, too. So tell me half of it, Ivan said.
- I have already made my contribution: I have prepared everything, I have laid the table beautifully. I'm getting a paycheck here.
- Wait, wait, wait! Did I bring you bags of grain?
- Then I paid for the gas, and then I fed lunch. So we're even.
- I'm going to do something in the garden. What then?
- Tell me your price. I'm mine for you. If I do your laundry, cook, clean, cut your hair, I get a cash reward. Equally, evenly.
Ivan puffed up with bursting indignation, but said nothing. He grabbed a bag of things and jumped out the door like he was scalded. Later, a neighbor gave me his “message.” I counted the amount for the services rendered earlier and demanded to return everything to a penny.
There you go. If you want to share two pensions at the same time, do it fairly and wisely. Or maybe we pensioners are just not keeping up with this fashion?
Who do you think is true in this story? Share it in the comments!
Two pensions at the same time After the boyfriend's call, I got all excited and stood up in the counter. Ivan hinted at a serious conversation. I feel I've decided. He wants to move in with me. I have my own house, children have got families and have moved to different parts of the country. And his son just brought the bride home. The time, as they say, has come.
I prepared for the matchmaking decently. Sculpted dumplings with salted cottage cheese, flavored a good piece of butter. A neighbor, Michalna, bought homemade sour cream. Sitting by the window to wait for the betrothed.
The groom's idea rang out the door. I'm here, my darling. I wish I had a flower. I didn't like the beginning anymore.
She sat the guest at a rich table, poured homemade currants. My sweet treat on both cheeks. Filled, I got to the point:
- Well, Valuha, you win. I'll go live with you. But with one small condition.
What a romantic beginning, stand still, fall down! My hands automatically hit my sides. The guest continued:
- I watched you. You're a nice, skilful hostess. And a good woman. But I'm not an old man, so I want to follow the youth fashion. This is how they manage their finances well. It's called a separate budget!
I was so excited about this news. I needed an explanation.
- There it is. I give you money for food and light. I think 500 hryvnia will be enough with my head. I keep the rest. You do the same. Allocate 500 UAH from your pension, everything else is yours. All right?
I thought about it. You'll have to do a good count here. But it's not every day I get married with a good military pension. That's why I agreed. Ivan immediately counted the bills, threw me on the table and hug me by the waist. But I fought off a playful fiancé. Tired while cooking dinner, and romantic mood as a hand removed.
Having agreed with the future spouse about tomorrow's meeting, escorted him home. And on a cold head she went over the count. So, how much did this treat cost me? I don't have a cow. Therefore, I buy all the milk from my neighbor: sour cream, cottage cheese and milk. Cheese at 130 hryvnia per kilo, sour cream - 60. 70 more butter. Plus flour, pour. My time. So it turned out that Ivan was treated to 270 hryvnia. I also wanted a sweetie.
Maybe my husband was wrong, or do I not understand? But I had already given my consent, so I had to talk and get out of the water.
In the morning, the unlovable came to visit in anticipation of yesterday's dessert. But I got to the point right away.
- Look, I say. Yesterday you bought 270 hryvnia. Today I have for lunch young potatoes with garlic, dill and sour cream. Pickled mushrooms and your favorite black seed bread. At least 100 hryvnias here. And it's just breakfast. So you're gonna make some more money for lunch. But dinner can be a problem. I'll have to report the money.
Two pensions at the same time: prioritize the groom such a turn clearly did not taste.
- But you ate with me, too. So tell me half of it, Ivan said.
- I have already made my contribution: I have prepared everything, I have laid the table beautifully. I'm getting a paycheck here.
- Wait, wait, wait! Did I bring you bags of grain?
- Then I paid for the gas, and then I fed lunch. So we're even.
- I'm going to do something in the garden. What then?
- Tell me your price. I'm mine for you. If I do your laundry, cook, clean, cut your hair, I get a cash reward. Equally, evenly.
Ivan puffed up with bursting indignation, but said nothing. He grabbed a bag of things and jumped out the door like he was scalded. Later, a neighbor gave me his “message.” I counted the amount for the services rendered earlier and demanded to return everything to a penny.
There you go. If you want to share two pensions at the same time, do it fairly and wisely. Or maybe we pensioners are just not keeping up with this fashion?
Who do you think is true in this story? Share it in the comments!
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