Last week, I had a confession–that I couldn’t remember. As I drove down the highway yesterday, it came back to me.
It’s not as funny now as I originally thought it was. Maybe I won’t share after all.
Okay, I will. I’ll share the forgotten confession. Drum roll, please.
I check the mail for money before I leave the house. Every time. (See? It’s not that funny anymore.) If I’m leaving the house and the mail carrier has already come, I’m checking. A big thanks to Rooster for notifying me of his arrival. NOT!
Do I receive money in the mail often, you might be wondering; no, no I don’t. But I won’t miss it if I do!
When I was in college, Granddaddy would send me a check every month. (I hope he did that for the rest of you, or I just spilled the beans!) I loved when those checks came! Papa would send a me check every now and then, too. So I still check for money. Daily. These days it’s mostly Lego Club Junior (it’s free; get it for the kids) and Highlights High Five that fill the mailbox, but I’m ready when the money starts rolling in!