People often ask me what the secret is to being married for 21 years.
Is it trust?
Nah — I don’t have life insurance. He can’t afford to kill me.
That’s what I tell people anyway.
This really nice broker has been making house calls to my home for two years in hopes of securing our investment accounts. He’s with a reputable company — had great things to say about bonds, IRA’s and China. He’s a follower of Dave Ramsey – he has to be good.
I, wanting to take a more proactive role in our investments — strongly encouraged my dear sweet hubs to meet with him.
We met him and we invested.
We lost $2,500 in 30 days.
Just when I thought I’d gotten through with my skin, I receive a phone call from a new guy telling me our agent has left the company — and he wants to meet with us to discuss our portfolio.
I asked him to call back Wednesday when my husband was home to introduce himself.
So much for trust.
And handling our long term investments ever again –
you can say forgettaboutit.
If he takes out an insurance policy? I’m screwed.