Don’t Hide My Packages, Thanks

Recently, there was a story making rounds on Facebook about an Amazon delivery driver.  He happened upon a home with a “Please Hide Packages From Husband” doormat.  He noticed it and proceeded to do just that – hide the package.  The homeowner’s doorbell camera captured it on video and it was shared repeatedly.  My friends hailed him as a hero.  Not all heroes wear capes and shit.

For a couple of years now, I had been seeing boutiques telling customers to let them know if they need a “congrats for winning!” sticker on their paid orders.

There’s also been variations on the offer to provide a receipt that matches what your partner thinks you paid for an item.

Brilliant, people say.  Is it?

Is it brilliant to encourage people to lie about or hide financial decisions from their partner?  Sure, you’ll get business from someone who needs that service or just appreciates the humor.  This just isn’t how I operate my business.

It’s not uncommon for me to make a purchase quietly and without fanfare and just hope Stuart doesn’t notice.  Although he wouldn’t care if he did notice, I am conditioned from my first marriage that I will be in trouble for spending money.  That marriage didn’t work for many reasons, our financial interactions being one of them.  Lessons learned the hard way.

I realize that these things are just a joke for most of these businesses and homeowners – a little “wink wink.”  It really just isn’t funny to me because of the culture it breeds.  Finances may not be fun to discuss, but having open and honest communication about money stuff is crucial to not only financial security, but to the health of a relationship.

On top of that, if we could stop perpetuating the stereotype that women are shopaholics and men are trying tame their women, that would be great.

 

JUMP

Wise man Gavin DeGraw once said, “Sometimes the only way is jumping, I hope you’re not afraid of heights.”  It has stuck with me for the last fifteen years since the song “Meaning” came out.  It’s just true – you have to take a leap at times.

In the last couple of weeks, I have taken leap after leap after leap.  It’s scary, but it’s how I live my life in a way that I can be happy and not sit around wondering what could have happened.  Last week, I surprised Stuart by booking our wedding venue and today, I pulled the trigger on a new business.  It was extremely scary, but I know it’s the only way to feel like I am doing all I can.  I can’t say that something is my dream and then not take steps toward it.  It doesn’t work that way.

Dreams come true with a lot of hustle and heart, and those are two things I certainly have.  I look forward to telling you all about this new adventure… as soon as I can get my ex-husband to fix my technical difficulties, because that is not my strong suit!

When was the last time you did something extremely scary AND life-changing?

Week In Review – Rhonda

Hey, hey! We decided to delay the week in review posts to enjoy our Memorial Day events.  Just kidding, we totally forgot it was Monday until after 5 pm. So anyway, on to my week.

I hit the ground running on Monday.  I kicked its ass and sold a lot of toothpaste and lipsense.  That’s always a good thing!  Claudia made sure to be a big help for me all day, but especially when it was time to do dishes, her favorite task.

I had lots of errands to run on Tuesday, so after trying a new hairstyle (obsessed with this iron that gave me fast and easy messy waves), we hit the road.  Shipped some orders and went to the grocery store.  Then came home to make dinner, which ended up being fun and relaxing.

Wednesday, I took the kids to the playground.  It was absolutely perfect weather and they really needed to run off some energy.  We had a great time.

I took the kids to Target Thursday in an attempt to get some birthday stuff done.  It was a fail.  However, I did come home and make a successful and healthy dinner and Stuart brought home a bust form he bought for my resale shop, which was really exciting!

With one day left before Harper’s birthday party, I had last-minute shopping to do on Friday.  After that, the kids helped me get some decorating done.  And by “helped,” I mean got in my way.

Saturday was party day and we had a guest cancel last minute leaving us with an intimate family party, which are my favorite anyway.  It was perfect and Harper was happy, which is all that matters.  We grilled in the evening and had a great time just catching up with Dustin and drinking too much.

Sunday, before Dustin headed back home, we had him stay with the kids while we went to look at a house.  It was an absolutely perfect home (sadly though, we didn’t have our funding worked out yet and someone else has already put in an offer) and it was exciting to start looking at houses.  In the evening, I stepped on a piece of glass with BOTH feet, because I am freakishly talented.  It was extremely painful and bloody.  We ended the day with grilling again and just enjoying the less-humid weather.

Memorial Day was absolutely lovely.  You know you’re having a good day when you totally forget it’s Monday.  We did what most people do and grilled and drank.  Which also happens to be what we do every weekend lately.  I also cut the boys’ hair in the afternoon.  It was just the perfect day at home.