When I married Roland, I not only gained a new husband but three sons as well. At the time they
were 11, 14, and the 12-year-old had just turned 13. They are now 29, 31 and 32. My eldest two have no concept of money. My youngest consider money a huge
priority. My eldest and youngest boys
have had a number of jobs for different reasons. Biff either can’t hang on to a job or gets
bored with it and finds something else never allowing for the opportunity of
benefits – like dental insurance.
The youngest one came home from his mission and decided
he was going to go to BYU and major in business. He decided to take a job at a local credit
union. He was there for six weeks and
decided to find a job that would pay more.
He decided he would be a doctor, a podiatrist, a surgeon, a heart doctor
. . . he never landed on one thing long
enough to benefit. He and Roland should
have graduated from school at the same time.
Roland now has two degrees. Randy
has none. But hey, he has been able to
get jobs that pay more and he doesn’t have to work so hard at being stuck in
school for the duration of his life.
He moved his family of three into a four or five bedroom
house in Eagle Mountain. He wanted us to
stay with him during Christmas so he could show off his new house. I didn’t care if I saw it or not. I figure he would not be there the next time
we saw him. He always has to upgrade
after less than two years. He always
desires for a better and bigger toy, house, car, money . . . he has been at his
house for less than a year and is now on the market because he and his wife
will be moving to Buffalo, New York. He
had been sent there to interview for a job.
He is so excited about all the money he will be making. 30,000 dollars more than he is making now. Big whoop.
He isn’t comprehending that he will most likely be spending more than
that with the cost of living. I don’t
envy him. I pity his frame of mind.
Randy had all the integrity of so many politicians. I am actually surprised he is following through
with moving and not just talking about it anymore.
My eldest two boys have no clue how to budget. Thankfully, Tony’s wife knows how to get more
mileage out of their dollars than does the average person. She married Donald
Duck who has been on probation from the company he works for. He was written up for flipping a rubber band
at a co-worker. Not exactly a mature
move on his part. He’s afraid he’s going
to get fired – and right after he was promoted.
He can’t afford Randy’s house.
Biff and Tony together couldn’t afford Randy’s house. But he needs to move to a three bedroom house
preferably – not another apartment.
The boys often call Roland for advice but haven’t seemed
to follow through and so I don’t know why they ask. Perhaps they just want Roland to agree. I wish there was a solution for us all.
