Yesterday, I ended up sorting through my financial records mostly from the past three years, some dating back to 1994. I hadn't intended to do that portion of my cleanupthebigassmessimadealloverthehouse project until last. But we were setting up all of our ebilling accounts online so I had to dig through the HUGE black bag that is our financial filing cabinet. I found all sorts of things to throw away (you know me and my freaky un-cluttering thing).

While swimming in a pool of paper, I ran across a wallet. It is a wallet that we use on various trips. I think is specifically for that purpose actually. It is a long rectangular leatherette thing that is divided up seemingly to accommodate credit cards, traveler’s checks, cash and receipts. I use it for keeping track of expenses during our various moves. I was about to toss it into a box when I felt the need to look inside. I saw some gas receipts peaking out of one of the flaps. As I pulled them out I also saw the corner of a dollar sticking out of one of the compartments. Immediately I was excited. I get excited over finding dollars in the wash so this was nothing unusual. However, when I pulled out the money other money was there with it. My excitement grew as I flipped through a stack of twenties and fives and ones. I had just made a quick $117.00 for doing a crappy chore that I had been putting off for weeks. When I think of all of the times that I really needed milk and diapers or bread, and was flat ass broke and praying for payday...now I promise not to bitch so much about doing bills.

So anyway, the most ironic part of it was that the day before yesterday I wrote a check for the initial portion of my investment for my new business. It was for $117.00. So maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe it was like a little nod of approval from somewhere...I don't know. I have been wishing for money so hard my brain is about to pop so I am not knocking it.

Posted by gwendolyn on May 21, 2001 at 08:06 AM