last night's entry - age and money

My little sister doesn't ask anything about money when I arrive. She assumes we're going to spend a lot, that I'm going to spend a lot, and that there's no worries about it on either side. As the older one, and the guest, I'm expected to take her out, buy treats, etc. I think I'm okay with this - if she were the older one, I'd expect it from her. It's how my family works.

It reminds me of the early days with D, how ze and I would go for pizza, ze would pay, and I would let him because ze was significantly older, even though I thought I had more money/security/spending cash. I didn't know how to bring it up to hir until four years later, when I asked "Why did you always pay for the pizza?" and ze had no recollection of what the hell I was talking about. Ze guessed it was because ze had just gotten a job that paid hir more than other jobs ever had, and because I was younger, and ze didn't know the details of my money situation (class was another story).

The only time that age didn't help smooth that particular "who's-going-to-pay" interaction was with C. Sure, I was two years older, but she was my lover, not my little sister or younger friend. It put us on an interestingly equal footing. With her, I ended up paying most of the time because it was fair (if not equal) - I had a job, and money, and she didn't. Even a four year old can understand how that's fair. Plus, it was my class background that kept suggesting we eat out.

And that concludes the two months of the trial period of this blog. I'm on the road now, and won't have steady access to a computer to do the every-single-night posting thing. But I know there are things still yet to be explored and analyzed. So here's what I'm gonna do: write when I can, and not stress about it when I can't. B'seder? (Okay?)