bank accounts

As I edge closer to marriage, the details are being discussed. Little details we didn't think about, but will inevitably need addressing. Like Nicole having to call me 'sir'. Haha, I joke. She will only speak once spoken to, addressing me as 'your liege', 'm'lord' or 'your majesty'.

Anyway, we were talking about money and I realised we need to share a bank account. And seeing as we will be living and working in England, we will have to share MY bank account. That was weird.

Your bank account is sacrosanct, like your diary or your porn collection. It's your business and yours alone, no one is to touch it nor is anyone allowed to take from it. Like your porn collection. Passwords, codes and statements are just for your eyes only, like your porn collection. And it works well that way - until you are getting married.

But as my wife, Nicole will be privvy to all my monies. My money is her money, so she is as free to spend it as I am. My hard earned money, mine, being spent on colourful scarves and public radio, Cuban cocktails and donations to uber-liberal MidWestern Democrats. Am I OK with that?

My money is usually spent solely on me. I earn it, it's mine. Beer, is the main outgoing. But also stylish foreign t shirts, hair wax, contact lenses and the occasional eBay purchase (always hasty, nearly always regretted) do pop up now and again. But that's OK, because that's what I like.

I have never wanted to share my money. Not even with my closest friends and family (when it's my turn to buy a round, I usually fake cramps and run out the bar). It's my money. Not anyone else's. But after I am married it will be, it will be as much hers as it is mine. And in the same vein, her money will be as much mine as it is hers.

And I thought about it, and I'm OK with it. I want her to have it. She will be my partner and we will share everything. And I want to share everything with her. My money is her money. I mean what would I do with it without her anyway? 

Well, I suppose my statement would show a few more late night £20 being taken out (when you are alone and sad and have had enough beers, walking 3 miles to an ATM for money for drugs is NEVER a bad idea) and I guess there might be a few more £2.99 payments to that innocuous, harmless web company (porn is so discrete these days). But nothing else. No weekends away, no holidays, no savings, no gifts - nothing worth while.

So after august 1st, bank account number 5******5 (you thought I would be dumb enough to give you my, nay our account number?) will be the bank account of both of us. And I for one am looking forward to that.