I'm not comfortable having that much cash lying around.
I'm thinking enough cash to get by for a week.
Probably needs to be small bills, huh?
signed,
May or May Not Have Cash From Wedding Gifts Still in the Safe in the Office
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I'm not comfortable having that much cash lying around.
I'm thinking enough cash to get by for a week.
Probably needs to be small bills, huh?
signed,
May or May Not Have Cash From Wedding Gifts Still in the Safe in the Office
Maybe disbelief has already been expressed about the latest Charmin TP commercial, but it was bad enough before, but now they're using "sex sells" in regards to poop paper?
Man, when your expectations rise, only to be dashed.
The woman at the cash register was really interested in the tee shirt I'm wearing today, reading it slowly out loud. As she finished, she asked "So! You're into racing?"
The smirk I wore as I said "No, I'm into Winchesters." was epically sour, but I don't think she noticed.
reading it slowly out loud. As she finished, she asked "So! You're into racing?"
As someone into racing, whyyyyyyyyy?
Though I kinda want that shirt. Reminds me of Dead Horse Racing (because you can't beat a Dead Horse) growing up.
Probably needs to be small bills, huh?
Probably.
When I moved here, I realized that I was doing long driving spells and "hid" both the cash for a full tankful of gas and then enough for a place to stay and some food behind things in my wallet. It's only really hidden in the sense that I never, ever count it as money I have on me. But if anything happened like my card suddenly couldn't be read by a machine, I know I could always be safe and get home. The grown up equivalent of sticking an extra $20 in my little case with my id when I went dancing in college. Safety money.
Tep, Zen, I'll say you were with me, taking a drive to not see the Grand Canyon
There's a small stash of cash in my office. If only I knew where it was.
my mom just sent me $60 cash in the mail. And I have an ounce of gold somewhere. I'll fill the gas tank up tomorrow, and that will be the extent of my preparation (see also: Tropical Storm Karen prep.)
I don't think I even have laundry money.
Thanks for clarifying my mind for me, everyone. I will leave my stocks alone and get some cash tomorrow. And then nothing will happen. Probably. Right?
My apartment is cleaner, but still looks like a pit. I curse my bum ankle for not allowing me to put out the recycling last Monday, right now that's most of what's clogging up space. I would have washed more dishes but my hands have pruned up and dried out completely for the evening.
The silver lining is that the folks will not be spending the night at any point. So I don't have to worry about getting rid of the chipmunk if it is still around (the squeaking at 4am is fun!) and I can stuff shit in my oven and not worry about having to bake dinner.