Dear Abby:
My husband has delusions of grandeur and a long record of money problems. He thinks he’s a financial whiz kid, but he’s run a bunch of businesses into the ground, and he runs up huge credit card bills at the end of every month. If I complain, he tells me to relax and believe it’s all under control, that all we have to do is pay the minimum and let our kids worry about the rest. But it’s already so bad that we can hardly keep up with the interest payments.
Also, he has been so arrogant and abusive toward our neighbors that most of them no longer speak to us. The few that do are an odd bunch, to whom he has been giving a lot of expensive gifts, running up our bills even more.
Furthermore, he has gotten religion in a big way, although I don’t quite understand it. One week he hangs out with Catholics and the next week with people who say the Pope is the Antichrist, and he says God talks to him directly. And now he has taken to parading around in military uniforms and cowboy boots. I hate to think what it all means. Finally, the last straw: He’s demanding that before anyone can be in the same room with him, they must sign a loyalty oath. It’s just so horribly creepy!
Can you help?
Signed,
Lost in DC
Dear Lost:
Stop whining, Laura. You could divorce the s.o.b. any time you want. The rest of us are stuck with him for the next three years.
[via John G.]]
