OP:
Camping: This is romanticized by my wife. We have attempted it several times but with 3 young girls and a wife who does not like animals or dirt, it almost always ends up with buying 200 dollars worth of camp food and then staying at a resort hotel.
**That actually sounds awesome.
Keep the camp food for emergency situations. If you have some means of heating water, you’d be able to live through a long power outage in high style. (My family used to do real camping trips hiking into the high country in WA, and even back in the late 80s/very early 90s the camp food could be very good.)**
So when my wife gets the urge to vacation or camp, or buy a tent, I am the one who knows what our bank account looks like that month or if I just spent 500 dollars on something we needed for the house or cars the day before. That is a stress and factor that she does not have that I do. When we are traveling in italy and we need to take a train or cab or buy dinner, She is not thinking about the debit card limit per day or how we will pay the power bill next month. But I am. So, when she comes to me (and I know this is comming soon) and says something like “hey, we need to take the kids on a cruise” I am the one who has to point out that we can’t pay for it with sparkles and rainbows. This makes me the “no” person.
**I’m not sure it ought to be that way. Maybe you ought to be the, “How are we going to pay for this, sugar?” person instead.
And encourage SMALL projects and perhaps dude ranch visits.
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I literally laughed out loud at this.
It all started with my little dreamers idea that we start a Catholic book store. Then that we buy a ranch, then just a small “hobby” farm, now it is a christmas tree farm that does weddings in the summer. She always has these little gems. And I like it. I think it is cute. And some of them I can even get on board with. But mostly I blame pintrest, IG, and blogs. They present this perfect view of these little things that are not realistic.
**Farms!
Oh, my goodness.
I was talking to my dad about this (my family is wheat farmers/cattle ranchers on one side and part-time cattle ranchers on the other, and we agreed that nobody should BUY a farm that has never farmed. You should either get one from your family or marry a farm. But don’t, for goodness sake, BUY a farm.
Related: We don’t PAY for doctorates.
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And while I am the person who does not think these things are a good idea, I never would have done some of the best things in my life without her constantly urging. True, we might have more retirement, or the couch might have deeper imprints, but I am glad she is the dreamer and wants to do these things. BUT, honestly, if I were not the more grounded one we would be on some kind of rinky dink hobby farm, where our children would be eating dirt and have no teeth.
Funny! Sad!
I’m sure someday I will be swearing under my breath as we try to figure out why the Christmas Trees wont grow and some piece of equipment does not work as we watch some "Christmas tree/ wedding farm we bought be condemned for a toxic waste spill. But until then, I have learned that with most things, if I just smile and nod and let her go on, something shiny will come along and distract her from whatever really really bad idea is her “dream” of the day… And if I am lucky that something shiny will land me in Italy again…