We had this period of time where I worked days and she worked nights so somebody would always be home with the kids. We had one day a week where we were both home all day and I almost never golfed because my wife doesn't golf and I only saw her one day a week. So she decided that I must have lost interest in golfing since I never went and if I wasn't going to golf anymore there were 500 discs in the basement we could throw on ebay. She put quite a dent in them before I caught on.Wow that is... shocking. If my wife did that part of me would be incredibly mad, but part of me would praise her ingenuity for actually coming up with some money. However, if that sale was accompanied by a new purse and shoes...
Not so much.
In her defense at the time we were scrambling trying to make a buck. It was kind of irresponsible for me to sit on a bunch of golf discs when the finances were that tight. We eventually decided to dump the rat race, move to a small town and downsize. Fortunately we did that before the housing market crashed and made some decent money off the old house. Now our house payment is less than half of what it was, my wife doesn't have to work, and I don't have an hour and a half one-way commute to work. Which also means I have time to golf and bitch about all the discs that were sold on ebay. Such is life.