Let me tell you about Catdaddy and his ex-wife. This is a bit long. They were married for about 10 years...luckily, no kids. He used to think he wanted kids, but now he is glad that he never had them, and finally got snipped shortly after I married him.
Anyway, when Catdaddy and the ex-bitch got married, he was making some good bucks as an electrical engineer. But they never could get ahead, as the ex, who worked only sporadically, spent his earnings as quickly as they came in. She even spend money that they DIDN'T have, by running his credit cards to the max.
He'd go to pay the bills, and he'd ask her about stuff on them, and she'd lie about it. Then, when he'd make more than the minimum payments on the credit cards, she'd yell at him for *wasting money*.
But as soon as the CC companies received their payments, out she'd go, a-shopping again.
Then he got laid off from his job, and had trouble finding another because everyone was requiring a degree. He'd gone to MIT, but had to drop out due to lack of money. So he joined the Navy and stayed in for six years, working as an engineer. He used this experience to get a job after he left the service.
So he decided to return to MIT and finish his degree, even if he had to take out tons of student loans to do so. He didn't really know how to do anything else that paid well, and people with engineering backgrounds tend not to get hired as burger-flippers or grocery baggers. The only job he could get was a techinician's job that he was way overqualified for, but at least if was something. It paid better than burger-flipping, but still nowhere near what he was making before.
So he worked that job part-time and went to school full-time.
Well, none of this sat well with the ex-bitch. She went behind his back, withdrew some of his student loan money, which he had placed in the joint account (he's still kicking himself over that), and used it to hire some shark of a divorce attorney. She filed for divorce and kicked Catdaddy out of the house. He didn't see it coming.
I met him not long after that...he was living in a graduate dorm at MIT, because he had nowhere else to go...no money for a security deposit on an apartment or anything. Bitch spent it all.
So basically, he didn't have jack shit when we hooked up. But he's such a good, caring person...and he LOVES cats! I could not understand how the bitch could be so cold-hearted as to kick him out of the houe and file for divorce. Clearly, all she wanted was a wallet, and when Catdaddy's wallet went empty, it was time to discard him and bleed him for everything else he might have. And she got EVERYTHING...all Catdaddy got was his car and some of her personal belongings. She wouldn't let him even come back to visit their cats. I guess she was too busy looking for a new wallet.
He eventually moved into my place, so he would not have to pay for the dorm, and we split all of the bills down the middle. The divorce became final shortly before he graduated, and we got married not long after that.
The ironic thing is that now he's making the big bucks again, and I was finally able to quit working. It was hard for me at first, but he said that I'd earned it by helping him get through school. I know he works hard, so I do all I can to make his life at home easier for him.
But if he were to get laid off again, I'd go back to work to keep us afloat. That's the way a marriage is supposed to work. I never set out to look for a wallet in the first place, so I would never dump Catdaddy over a job layoff. In fact, I was coming out of a nasty divorce myself, and wasn't even LOOKING for a man at the time. It kind of just happened. Why would I give up a good man, perhaps to marry some asshole who had nothing to offer me but money?
As for the ex-bitch, she has not found a new wallet, and I doubt she ever will. She's a little older than I am (I'm 46, Catdaddy is 53), so too old for rich guys who are only looking for a young trophy bimbo. And apparently she is not doing well financially on her own...we drove past Catdaddy's former home recently, where she still lives. The place was looking very neglected and run-down. I just hope the cats are okay...I wish we had some way to rescue them!
I wonder if she ever regrets what she threw away. Well, too bad for her, because even if she did want Catdaddy back, he is not interested.