I think my opinions lack a certain 'prestige' at home.

[chowmama]

I've been explaining to DH what I'm doing (stocking up, keeping on top of the bills and budgets, etc.) and why right along. He's disagreed politely through it all. Now we've never felt we needed to agree on everything, but the constant response of "That won't happen" and "I think you're wrong" in the face of a constant barrage of news stories that might just indicate that precautions were a good idea has been a little worrisome. To be fair, he's never told me to stop - he turned all the financial and planning stuff over to me over 3 years ago and he doesn't want it back.

So, what happens last night? Some mention of something on G-D Saturday effing Night you've-got-to-be-kidding-me Live got him waking me up from a sound sleep to discuss his sudden concern. Not concern, really - panic. How the hell were we going to handle this? I assured him that I'd been working on it since the 2nd week of November and that we were probably in as good a shape as possible under the circumstances. As long as I keep my job, we can function.

I went back to sleep after a while. He was up scanning the internet till 4:30 AM. He's not completely calm yet. Actually, neither am I. But I haven't been for months, so I've built up some tolerance.

But really - SNL???