If you’re just now joining me, welcome to my ever colorful blog on a whacked out married guy who goes gay. It’s a whole lot better than Seinfeld re-runs but unfortunately, I’m living it in real life, but then again, you don’t care do you. But thanks for stopping by anyways.
My wife is now totally comfortable that we’re going to split up, we’ll be great friends, my kids know and a select audience of my friends know, I have a cute little 23 yo living with me to ease the transition and I’m in an expensive apartment in London. So far so good.
For all of my married life, I’ve handled the finances, my wife has no clue how much I make, what we’ve saved, what our investments are and where they are. Just trusted me. I pay all the bills. She’s a careful spender and only periodically I’ve had to squawk about her spending.
But now that our life together is over, her friends are urging her to get data from me, tax returns, investment statements. I quickly turned over whatever data she’s asked for. But she has no clue what she’s looking at.
Her friends now want her to gain more control of our monies. The fear is I’ll get sneaky and move assets to a hidden location, find some boy toy and blow a bunch of money on him or a combination of both. A clear & present danger for sure, I’d certainly be concerned. I acknowledged this to her and sent several emails, along with a written set of guidelines I would be following. Well it’s not a complete answer for her, she seemed relieved that I was responsive.
Now some lawyer would probably recommend I never commit anything in writing and they’d probably be right. But this is a family issue and laws can’t be written on what the “right” thing to do it is. I just do it, because it is the right thing to do.