Once upon a time, when I was married, my husband and I agreed that we would both make major decisions on the finances since they affected both of us.
Apparently that was only until I had big things to distract me.
I got hired for my first real job ever teaching 6th grade at a middle school. I had only two days from the day I got hired to get things set up. For anyone who has never taught before, there is a TON of stuff to do before the big first day. I asked my husband to please help me set up my classroom that weekend.
"Nah, I'm going to go look for a car. I'm going to need one soon. The truck is on its last legs."
I was annoyed by this, because I really needed help. I let it go at the time because I was too stressed to add more to the load with an argument.
Also, note that he said the word "look." My definition of look is to go to different lots, price things out, compare models, and such. Then, I expected that we would discuss it.
I left at 6 AM that morning. I didn't get back until 7 PM that night. When I pull up along side the house, there is a copper orange SUV sitting in my parking spot. That weasel went and basically spent my entire year's salary on a car without my input and without even test driving the sucker. Oh, and he was done with this process by 2 PM.
Needless to say I wasn't happy.
You have my complete and total sympathy.
Apparently that was only until I had big things to distract me.
I got hired for my first real job ever teaching 6th grade at a middle school. I had only two days from the day I got hired to get things set up. For anyone who has never taught before, there is a TON of stuff to do before the big first day. I asked my husband to please help me set up my classroom that weekend.
"Nah, I'm going to go look for a car. I'm going to need one soon. The truck is on its last legs."
I was annoyed by this, because I really needed help. I let it go at the time because I was too stressed to add more to the load with an argument.

Also, note that he said the word "look." My definition of look is to go to different lots, price things out, compare models, and such. Then, I expected that we would discuss it.
I left at 6 AM that morning. I didn't get back until 7 PM that night. When I pull up along side the house, there is a copper orange SUV sitting in my parking spot. That weasel went and basically spent my entire year's salary on a car without my input and without even test driving the sucker. Oh, and he was done with this process by 2 PM.



Needless to say I wasn't happy.

You have my complete and total sympathy.