The "B" word.

Today I am going to talk about the "B" word.

A word that makes me cringe.

A word that I have developed extreme hatred towards.

BILLS.

Gag.

I don't like bills and they sure don't like me.

I never had to pay bills until I got married...

so it is a whole new world for me.

You know, the grown up world.

For some reason, I have willingly adopted the responsibility of remembering to pay them.
I guess I wanted to be "super wife" and try to do everything...
except the dishes.

But here's the problem.

My memory is horrible.

And I am 99.999% positive that I have undiagnosed ADHD.

 I forget to pay the bills.

I usually remember on time, but sometimes I don't.

I've tried everything.

Alarms on my phone, a pocket calendar, a big wipe off calender.

I pay all of our bills online...

It's supposed to be easier, right?

Wrong.

  I will get the computer to pay a bill, 

but instead, I'm like ooooo facebook, blogs, pintrest, google...

I completely forget about paying the bill.

I will remember (the next day) that I needed to pay a bill the day before.

Then I have a spaz attack because I am afraid that I am going to ruin our credit.

My husband, the banker, assures me that being one day won't hurt anything,

but it still freaks me out.

I also get angry because I have to pay a late fee.

I'm afraid that if I continue to be the bill payer, we will eventually have a credit score of "0."

Maybe he will trade dishwasher for bill payer?

The thought of washing dishes makes me want to vomit..

but I think it is pretty necessary for this swap to happen.

Because one day, I want to buy a house...

and I'm sure I will need/want to trade our cars at some point.

Both of those things require good credit scores.

I don't want to be the reason we have to live in a single person tent and ride bicycles to work.

I don't like you, bills, I don't like you one bit.

Because of you, I am going to have to develop a relationship with the dishes.