The Husband is always bitching at me about how I haven't lived up to my end of the bargain when I said, "I do." Sure, I've loved, honored, and cherished (because no way in hell was I going to swear before God that I was e.v.e.r going to obey), but that little thing about me becoming a famous writer and making him rich hasn't exactly happened yet.
I'm working on it, mind you, but until it happens, here's the blog post I'm going to be shoving in his face the next time he brings it up.
Bottom line? My dreamy fat-ass advance might not be so fat-ass after everything is said and done. And that folks, is my reality check for the day.