2^nd Daughter sent me an email with the words “Please don’t do this” in the subject line –

UH-OH!  What did I do?

As it turns out – I didn’t do anything – (right now, anyway).  Whew!

She sent me this link:  http://consumerist.com/2010/05/woman-accidentally-donates-5365-to-goodwill-inside-sock.html

It’s a story about an elderly woman accidentally giving $5,365 to Goodwill when she donated items.  Evidently, she had been hiding money all over her house in odd places, and she didn’t remember.

Okay – first of all – why is 2^nd Daughter sending me a story about an elderly woman – and – saying, “Please don’t do this”?

And – B – why is 2^nd Daughter sending me a story about an elderly woman – and – saying, “Please don’t do this”?

Does she consider me elderly now?

Is she afraid I have already hidden money in odd places around my house – or given money away accidentally?

Is she trying to warn me about what could possibly happen many. . . many. . . many years down the road?

Well – she certainly doesn’t need to worry about any of that.  For one thing, it will be a long time before I turn 96 years old like the woman in the story (okay – maybe not a long time. . .).  And I won’t accidentally give away money because I still have a majority of my mental faculties. (Never mind that some people might say my majority would be many people’s inadequacy.)

Plus – and here’s the big one – I don’t have enough money to hide it all around my house.

The thing is – 2^nd D. has a habit of leaving money in birthday cards or Christmas cards (or wedding cards) and putting them away.  Then she’ll find the money later after she forgot that she has it.  (2^nd Son-in-law discovered this not long after they got married.  I’m afraid he teases her about it.  HeeHeeHee)  She also leaves money hidden away in purses (ooops – I do this).

That’s it.  That’s why she sent me the email.  Because of what she does. 

Let me reassure you, 2^nd D. – NO!  I won’t do this.  You don’t have to worry – be happy.

(Ooops!  Song interlude – I’m sorry – I can’t help it!)

But. . .  maybe you should check my sock drawer. . .  just in case. . .

Ooooops!!