That is why I pay the bills
I spent a good portion of the afternoon sorting through paperwork: mortgage info, tax bills, old cable, new cable, and our budget.

Deeps would pop his head in and look at the piles on the desk.

“What are you doing?” he’d ask.
“I’m organizing our debts so I know what to pay and when,” I replied.
“Didn’t you already do that?”
“Yes – but I got an email last week saying our company was changing our payday schedule, so I have to reconfigure everything,” I said.
“It shouldn’t be hard,” he replied.

Then he peeked over my shoulder and saw the multiple colors and dozens of line items. I color code by payment date in proximity to when we get paid – it’s all about inputs and outputs.

“Oh, right – so I was wrong,” he said. “I guess that’s why you pay the bills.”
“Pretty much,” I replied.

He paused for a moment – I could tell he was trying to figure out how to help.
“So do you want some lemonade?”