a Stove can change a person...

The other night I put in a frozen pizza, ok enough comments from the peanut gallery, and it burned black in 15 mins...our stove is a very old beautiful gold stove from the 50's probably and everything we cook has to be turned up 5-10 degrees and cooked longer than any recipe recommends...you get used to the nuances...but I put the pizza in like I have done now probably hundreds of times since I moved into my house. So the fact that we've known that the stove is going to take a crap one day, it still shocks the hell outta ya when you open the door after your little 99 cent timer from Ikea goes off and you find a black pizza. Some pepperonis were salvageable, so aj says. Anywho, that leads me to having a huge 'discussion' with my hubby about money and buying a new stove...
I still feeling guilt for not working a job that pays me money. I knew the money for a new stove would have to come out of the "I'm working over-time and picking up extra jobs to save for a Harley fund"...I liked that Aj was being responsible and making extra money for something he's wanted for so long. It basically boiled down to, I realized my husband really is the provider and God gave him those extra jobs for a reason, yes, it's just a stove, but otherwise, we'd not be able to go get one. After I had my little fit about feeling bad about 'taking' his money for a stove and Aj just about wanting to ring my neck says "it's just money and you and Maggie are way more important than any Harley, it's not a big thing, we need a stove or anything else for that matter and it's my job to provide for my family and I'm ok with it, you should be too, just let it go and I'll take care of it...we made the decision to have you stay home with Maggie and you need to not feel guilt for that...you have the hardest job of all, let the guilt go..."
I let it go. It's like a HUGE weight was lifted off my chest...well, some of the weight was because I didn't eat any burnt too :)