This past weekend hubby decided to go back to doing security work at the hotels in Seaside Heights once again. He does this to bring in some extra money so that we can do more with the little one in the summer. I worry about him when he’s there because it can get a little crazy. One night he called, and before he got off the phone I told him to stay safe, and he was like I know dear. It sounded like I was bothering him with this so I just reminded him of how much serious injuries, or even what a funeral cost, and that we don’t have the money for either. Then I told him if anything did happen that our little one would be very upset because I would have to fill in the pool because that’s the only way I could bury him. He didn’t find me very funny.
Tags: injuries, Seaside Heights, security, work
June 3rd, 2010 at 6:25 am
The people across the road just filled their pool–funerals are cheaper.