We spent some time this morning at the bank, adding each other’s names to our respective accounts. The relationship banker asked us if we had gotten married recently or were planning to. I responded, “eventually”, to which he congratulated us as if we were engaged. That must have been what he thought too because he referred to Joe as my fiance when introducing us to the financial services guy who will be helping me invest the money I left in my old 401k account. Luckily no one asked to see the (nonexistent) ring!
Honestly, I can’t wait to get married … and not just because I’m in love with the most wonderful man alive. I also want to reap the financial benefits from the tax breaks and better insurance coverage. Joe’s insurance is way better than mine, plus it wouldn’t cost him any more money than he pays now because his two kids put him into the family plan anyway. In the meantime, I’m paying twice as much now than with my former employer for less benefits. So yeah, it would be nice to be Mrs. Joe ASAP.
Yeah…there are no tax benefits for being married. Mr Fish and I get killed on taxes every year since we don’t have kids. It won’t be quite so bad this year because of buying the house, but still.