For 35 years, Wayne and I had diligently prepared annual budgets and then religiously stuck to them.
I chatted hands-free this morning with my wife, as she drove from an errand. I told her about Mary Ann’s flower budget.
“She has the same budget as you have, my dear.”
Long pause.
“What budget is that,” Kathleen finally asked, curious.
“Mary Ann says ‘when I am done spending, that’s what the budget is.’”
We laughed so hard, Kathleen almost drove off the road.