My Husband Asked Me to Fund His Luxury Vacation with Friends and Promised to Pay Me Back – but When He Didn’t, I Taught Him a Lesson

By “properly,” he meant a four-day luxury vacation with his closest friends. No kids, no wives, just sunshine, beer, and whatever midlife crisis activities grown men do when they’re left unsupervised.

I wasn’t exactly thrilled about it.

I had spit-up in my hair and bags under my eyes that could carry groceries. A vacation sounded amazing… for me. I was managing everything at once.

But apparently, turning 40 gave my husband amnesia about having responsibilities.

I tried to be gentle when I brought it up.

“Mark, I’m exhausted. Between the baby, school drop-offs for our older one, and trying to keep up with work from home… I can barely plan a grocery list right now.

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