“Please don’t do this”

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

And – B – why is 2nd 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 – 2nd 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.  (2nd 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, 2nd 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!!

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About grandawn

I work as administrative support in the Oklahoma State University Art Dept. For the past few years, I have been responsible for finances, paperwork, and other decisions for my parents who lived in Texas. Working now to finalize everything after Father's death in 2012 and Mother's death in 2013. I also keep busy blogging, writing children's books, and occasionally shooting commercials. I live in Oklahoma, USA. I have three wonderful grandchildren. I am a teacher, writer, actor, singer. . . and whatever else I can manage.
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9 Responses to “Please don’t do this”

  1. granny1947 says:

    Grandawn you crack me up….like you I don’t have enough money to squirrel away….it is definitely her own guilty conscience!!!

  2. shar13 says:

    Just checking out your blog, hilarious! The title offered the perfect solution to my dilemma http://shar13.wordpress.com/2010/05/24/whats-in-a-name/ but your name works better!

  3. lyndatjie says:

    Priceless… I think your daughter takes after you no question. Like Cin – I find loads of money in my winter coats every time I put one on… must be the squirrel in me. *grin*

    Oh yes – and thanks for programming me with the song – now its stuck… *grumble grumble grumble* 🙂

  4. theonlycin says:

    Hilarious post, grandawn.
    (I often find money in coat pockets when I get the coats out for airing at the start of winter.)

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