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One of my many nieces was recently talking to her grandma about her family's financial situation. Evidently she's been told "No, we can't afford it" when requesting something unnecessary she wanted. According to her, because her family has 2 tvs and a laptop, which are very expensive items, her family is in need of money. When asked just how much money her family needed, she replied "I think $5,000 would be enough. Or maybe $2,000. I don't know. But we've been talking (the kids in the family), and we've decided to help out with the money problems and stop doing our chores."

Evidently they get paid to do chores. Grandpa, who did NOT pay his kids to do chores, informed her she should do the chores whether she got paid or not. I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall for that conversation. I wonder if she got the full-blown lecture on how a family works as a team and it takes everyone pitching in and doing their part and unless you want to contribute to the medical, grocery, light, clothes and water bills then you should be content with laundry and cleaning chores for free. I kind of doubt it. Grandkids tend to short-circuit the parental brain. As one of my grown nephews likes to lament "The rules have CHANGED!"

I wonder how my dearest hubby would respond if I told him I was going to save him some money and stop buying cleaning supplies to clean the house with. He'd probably laugh and remind me that housekeeping is not one of my strong points anyway. But it was worth the fleeting thought.

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