Dave accused me of wasting his hard-earned money on groceries — but his luxury demands were the real problem, and I made sure he learned that. We’ve been married five years. When we wed, I had a steady job but quit because Dave, who works in finance, insisted I didn’t need to work. I kept a small side hustle, but mostly I managed the home. Dave’s obsession? Luxury groceries. Forget regular steaks — he wanted A5 Wagyu beef flown from Japan at $200 a pound.
Not just a pound, but five pounds at a time. Then there was white truffle oil, saffron for risotto (which we never made), pricey sea salt, $600-per-pound civet coffee, and imported French butter. Our grocery bill once hit $950 for a week’s worth of food. When I told Dave the total, he exploded — accusing me of wasting his money. I reminded him these were his orders, but he blamed me anyway. Fed up, I devised a plan.
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