Something told me it was too good to be true the day my husband got the job offer he had been waiting for.
As he told me excitedly he’d been given a permanent position at one of Australia’s best-paying mines, I knew it was a dream come true for him. He’d been talking about this moment for years.
“Our money worries are over,” he said, excitedly.
“Yeh I guess so,” I replied, a sinking feeling forming in the pit of my stomach.
“It’s just that I was hoping you’d get a shorter roster. Two weeks away is a long time.”