Heh, I want the same shit, man. :/ Sadly to say, unless you strike it rich or there’s some sort of human civilization advancement that lets us all live like that, you won’t be able to live like that. In our society, work takes top priority (not how it should be, but it’s how it is now), then whatever else you want to take priority, so your wife would be second priority.

Life fucking sucks, man. Unless you strike it rich, it’s going to suck. I loathe life because of the fact that I may just be stuck working all the time to be able to support my love and I, and even she’ll be working a lot, so, it leaves so little time for her and I, not only that, but with lonely people, that’s how relationships fall apart, and to be honest? Meh, life’s…pretty bitter unless you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth.

being a business man

I can’t expell enough about being a business man. My ex-husband is such a wonderfull example of a business man. While we were married, he worked full-time and as a hobby did his ebay and other crap. Also, in his copious time off of work he went and took his test for his teaching credential to perhaps start teaching to supplement most likely his income or hobby or entertainment expenses. Now first and foremost, if you have the athletic club expense being expunged from your credit card or other accounts, evaluate it – is it a want or need – do i meet people there or do i just spend the monies to extenuate to my friends and co-workers that i have membership to a gym. I would notice this bill on my now ex-husband’s and told him to use it or loose it. Fortunately, he became smart and decided his quality time was not spent at the gym nor were the monies. I would endlessly, evaluate all the bills and compare and contrast things. I would clip coupons and put them out for him to weed through so he could feel a part of the household and do some grocery shopping. I actually would enjoy him shopping, till the 10 cans of soup came, though i was appreciated of them, but in turn I would ask him are you taking some of them for lunch. BUT TO NO AVAIL! I would eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, chips and leftovers, have the kids pick their days to buy lunches and ask my ex-husband if he wanted me to make him a lunch (TO NO AVAIL). If he came home at lunch, I would make him a sandwich and give him a piece of fruit. I would bake simple things for the holidays so the kids could take to school and he could also. Now you must remember soda is a staple in my ex-husband’s house, though i prefer ice tea, he has transitioned to a different brand. I would constantly put the gosh darn bottle of soda up in the cupboard-if you saw the dental bills i have paid and the stress my kids have gone through along with myself having their teeth fixed – you can understand why i would put it up. Now mind you my ex-husband can drink soda, eat candy and cookies and still retain his teeth. Than there is take-out food. Which is okay to an extent-but I could not put bread in the fridge to make it last long. I would have to carry my younger son in with all my strength and have him papoosed to have his teeth grounded and sit outside and listen to the crying. It took months to get him to like the dentist after years of this. Now mind you this particular dentist will not allow me into his office now. But civil suits prevail. Also, the dentist will be changing. this particular dentist is in the same office as the kids and I had to drop off the pertinent insurance information. GO FIGURE! Though my kids perhaps like him, they are very excited to run out of the dental office. They do not wave either.