Before my employers split up, they used to argue about the silliest things.
More often than not it was about money (as if they had to scratch up the rent or something), and about the extravagant needs of the Missus. Some of which I've mentioned over the past couple of years.
About a month before she hit the road they had a completely overblown fuss about candles, of all things.
There was a huge fundraiser coming up and all our candles were just about burned out. There's roughly a hundred and fifty vital points throughout the house and gardens that require candle light. And the house is known for this touch of splendor.
The Missus and I always bought beautifully scented soy candles at about forty dollars each. Which is roughly six-thousand bucks to cover the whole house.
Bear in mind these fundraising events can easily raise a million dollars if the guests are adequately dazzled and pampered into a champagne stupor. Not to mention the fact the candles will last for two or three parties.
But the Mister had other ideas. He wanted me to light the house with votives from the Catholic diocese gift shop at about forty cents each. Which would be sixty dollars to cover the house, rather than six thousand.
So you see the scandalous penny pinching she and I were having to put up with? And the older he was getting the worse things got!
To be fair to her, she wasn't being all that extravagant since we could have paid much more than forty dollars for a candle!
There's a company called Welcome Home Candles that has a nice Champagne Noir scented soy with a diamond-encrusted necklace for a mere $6,495. So let's see -- a hundred and fifty of those could have cost the old man $975,000.
See what I mean?
No wonder she took off!
Hope all is well, and thanks for stopping by tonight.