Thursday, December 20, 2012
However, today, my 32 year old self is performing a wealth transfer from our bank account to our dog sitters (we have two sets) our cleaning lady (she comes every week) our yard people (they come every week even in the winter), and the newest addition is that my husband's taxi driver is on call. He picks my husband up from the airport in an incognito Cadillac SRX. My husband sits in the front seat and does work while his taxi driver rushes him home. All of this is subsidized by our expense accounts, but still it takes a team of helpers (not counting the free help from our parents) to keep our life on track.
I don't know how I feel about that fact.