Dear Ann Landers, My husband is a workaholic. He regularly works on Saturdays and often on Sundays as well. He averages 10 to 12 hours a day. Our three children are grown and doing well. We have purchased annuities for them and our four grandchildren. We give generous gifts of money for birthdays and Christmas and enjoy the fact that we can.
We have two cars, a lovely home, no debts and approximately $1 million in assets. Sound good? Well, we also have no hohbies. We haven't had a vacation in years except for a couple of weekends when we visited our children and their families.
I was a professional woman and worked both inside and outside the home. We are both in our 70s. When does the fun start?
--The Big Q
Dear Q, The fun started for your husband a long time ago. Workaholics would rather work than play, which is why they do it.
Mates of workaholics must make their own fun. If you're in your 70s and haven't discovered that, you're a slow learner, honey.
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