I’m Kana, 32. I live with my husband Kota, 36, and our five-year-old son Yusuke. Both Kota and I work full-time, and together we earn what people call a “power couple” income. We live with a good balance — we splurge when it’s worth it, and tighten our wallets when needed. But I can’t stand penny-pinching. It just stresses me out, and honestly, we don’t need to. So if something costs a few dollars more but tastes better, of course I’ll choose the good stuff. That’s just common sense.
I don’t like my in-laws. Honestly, who really does? So when they invited us to dinner for Yusuke’s birthday, I wasn’t thrilled. It felt like a waste of time. But I went anyway — out of consideration for my husband, to keep the peace. And yet, they wouldn’t even let me choose the meal. They picked the cheapest course on the menu.
What was the point of even coming? We’d have been much happier eating out as a family and ordering what we wanted.