My Super Tiny Teeny-Weeny Ex - 3

I had money on my mind as I pushed clothes back and forth in the closet looking for something to wear for our day when Sydney walked into our bedroom. “Sydney, when are you going to add me to your bank account? I saw some checks that I think will be cute for us to have with both our names on it,” I asked from the closet. I’d understood why we’d not joined our money before; A) I didn’t really have any, and B) we weren’t married yet.
“What do I need to do that for?” Sydney’s brows were scrunched in what looked like sincere confusion.
“Because we’re gonna be married and sharing finances is a part of it.” “We don’t need a joint account just because were getting married. Who made up that rule?”
“I think we should get one since we are going to be building a life together and I don’t want to have to come to you every time I need some money.” He folded his arms across his chest and puckered his lips for a few seconds as if to think.
“I’m not really feeling that Kareese.”
“Why not? What about for paying bills?”
“I just don’t think it’s necessary. Just give me your paycheck when you start back at work and I will pay all the bills through my account.”
“Give you my paycheck?”
Sydney shrugged. “Yeah. What wrong with that if I’ma be paying the bills with the money?”
“What year is it, 1955?” I chuckled, thinking he was joking.
“I’m just saying. I’ll manage the bills so you don’t have to do it. Just give me the money and I’ll take care of everything.”
“Why can’t you just give me the bill you need me to pay and let me pay it?”
“I don’t have no problem with that; you can take the rent then,” he chortled.
“See you’re just trying to be funny,” I winced throwing my hands on my hips.
“No I’m not. You want to pay a bill, take the rent. Pay that.” He walked out the bedroom but his voice escalated from the hallway; “You wanna call the shots and handle things, be my guest.”
“I’m not saying that I want to handle things, but what is wrong with us having a joint bank account? That’s like marriage 101,” I retorted. “How many married couples do you know that don’t have a bank account together?”
“I don’t know nobody sharing their money with their wife. If you wanna mess your money up, give a woman access to it.”

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