It's a really interesting dynamic sometimes tho. Like, Mrs. Wacky doesn't want me to see how much she spends to keep up her looks. That's the #1 thing she's worried about. I have nothing i'm afraid of her to see minus my occasional 1 pack a week of heaters and svedka, which she already knows about. I spend $ like i'm still a dying journalist and she spends $ like her family still has it way back in the early 2000's. I really feel like i'll be the loser of this joint account thing.
When we lived downtown, I loved to play poker at the casino, so I probably wouldn't want her seeing me going back to the ATM after losing on a great hand, but those days are over with now that we live in Waldo.
Most of my $ goes to bills anyways. Thanks Sallie Mae.