Tender Mercy

I like to whimper and complain when I don't get my way. And recently that has been often.

You see I don't like restrictions, especially when it comes to money.

So with this economic downturn Mindy, the responsible one in our home, started yapping about budgets and concepts like needs and wants. The first couple of times I listened politely without commenting, hoping the topic wouldn't reappear.

But all it took was a few more American Express charges on my part and whammo we were talking about finances again.

I had been reluctantly prodded into more appropriate spending habits. But Mindy wasn't quite sure of my true conversion.

And that brings us to last Saturday night around 8:30pm.

It was at this moment that I realized I had made a mistake and failed to assign an adult speaker for Church the next morning. I panicked as I realized that since it was my mistake I couldn't pawn the assignment off on anyone else.

I had to speak in the morning.

So I pulled out my calendar to see what topic had been assigned. I chuckled as I read "Living Within Your Means".

My Saturday night was spent reviewing the council the leaders of the Church have given us regarding money. Then I stood in front of our congregation Sunday morning and shared all I had learned.

Mindy has been kind in her triumph. She has saved me the discomfort of long discussions regarding certain expenses and just informed me of our decision to which I meekly comply.

It's tough to be married to someone who is always right. Good thing she's hot.