I Came Home From a 12-Hour Shift to a Maxed Card and a Mess—So I Cleaned Everything and Set the Boxes by the Door

kicked off designer shoes that cost more than I made in a week.

“You went shopping again?” I kept my voice level because I already knew where this was headed. “The credit cards are maxed.”

She rolled her eyes. “I needed new workout clothes. How am I supposed to stay attractive for you if I don’t have proper athleisure?”

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