If I were independently wealthy I'd travel and be all dilletante-like take art-school courses. And maybe open a pie shop or independent cinema. If I were entreprenuerial, I would open a pie shop now.

Thanks Megan. I'm just so crunched for money on a month to month basis, ending up with all the debt post divorce, that I'm grasping at straws. The % is crazy but the allure of having some wiggle room was strong.

I am paying low interest on all the debit, so it would be nutty to shell out 35% but being able to make the debt go away....when I technically have the money. I guess it is just as well I can't touch it.

Believe me, I know how tempting that chunk of money is. Emotionally, psychologically. My dad, who was a business manager, actually cashed out IRA money before dying so that he wouldn't leave us a house with a mortgage. Debt and rational decision-making are often unmixy things.

I can't believe it. I spent over an hour on the phone, remote presenting and taking notes on my laptop, and it froze up on me. Lost half my shit, because apparently Excel doesn't autosave on schedule when you open a document in a browser window.

Not to mention what I lost earlier today when it froze on me after notes in another meeting.

FMProfessionalLife.

Thank god it's the weekend.

Independently wealthy?

Leave Utah, move to California so Hubby can be back in Big Sur
Travel as much as his health could manage
Give money to historical preservation

That said, a politician making $175k (or $17k or $17,000,000) who is trying to kick the few remaining supports for fiscal security out from under people gets no sympathy from me.

Wordy McWord with a side of Wordsauce.

DH will get a bug once in a while to chuck it all and go off the grid. I'm entirely attached to the grid. In fact, I think I have a Matrix style neck nipple.

Screw that Grizzly Adams bullshit. (although I did love that show once...I just never considered what he'd have to do to get pasta and library books.)

So my dad had prostate surgery today. He was supposed to go home after, but they're keeping him in the hospital tonight. He may have to go to a nursing home temporarily before going home, as my mom says she's unable to take care of him. (Mom doesn't think she can empty the bag the attached to him during surgery. Also, he has to wear stockings that my mom can't get on him and he's refusing to elevate his legs like he's supposed to.)

Also, he had to get a walker because of the Parkinson's.

~ma to your dad, Tommy.

When Hubby was young and single, he dreamed of taking his pack of dogs back into the woods and living at the end of a driveway measured in miles. He told me this when we got married, and I told him I'd be happy to visit him. The theme song for our marriage is the one from "Green Acres," but so far I've stayed in the city.

Recovery-ma to your dad, tommy. Stubborn parents make especially difficult patients.