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Taye Diggs and Idina Mendel are Broadway heavy-hitters with a bundle of joy to sing about. Visit YourTango's Celebrity Love for the story - seriously, those genes!
Taye Diggs and Idina Mendel are Broadway heavy-hitters with a bundle of joy to sing about. Visit YourTango's Celebrity Love for the story - seriously, those genes!
It's always tricky to mix up work and romance, but in this downturn, I couldn't ignore the very real tug of the rent, loans, bills piling up. So if I couldn't have Raj as my boyfriend, at least there was something else I might get out of this encounter: some much needed peace of mind.
Poll: Which Financial Issue Damages Your Relationship?: Job loss/layoff. Mortgage/rent payments. Credit card debt. All of the above.
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New relationships shouldn't be plagued by monetary challenges, but they certainly can be when cohabitation is thrown into the mix-especially when your boyfriend's private equity salary is three times higher than your publishing paycheck. It's hard to feel like an equal partner when you depend on your man for money- even if you have come to terms with your pathetic income- and you don't want him to see you as needy. Moving truck and start unpacking, you need to have a plan. There isn't a "right" strategy to manage your financial arrangement, but a successful live-in relationship is more likely with an agreement. Whether it's in an Excel spreadsheet or not is up to you, but make sure it's written down. If you know a notary or have a lawyer friend its even better if they can make it official.
So, the prophecy has come to pass. Frank now hates our new apartment. If you’ll recall, we were unceremoniously booted from our last place a few months ago and lucked into a great new apartment. An apartment that, at the time, Frank agreed was in many ways superior to the place we were leaving. It’s bigger, it’s a better neighborhood for us, it’s not on the ground floor, etc. But I knew—I just knew—that after he got settled in, he’d find a way to hate this place, because that is what he always does. Okay, to be fair, we’ve only lived in this place and the old place, but still. What always happens is that he gets all excited about an apartment, then as he lives there, he starts to see little flaws. Of course this apartment has flaws. Every apartment has flaws.