Ten Minute Missive

I have a part-time job that pays for my family’s groceries and gas money and the odd mad moment of shopping abandonment via the clearance racks.  I’m basically pulling in minimum wage but I like what I do, I can work around my kids’ school schedules and I like being able to feed my family.  (Call me crazy, right?)  Since my income has to stretch just a wee bit further than it can, I went to a “paying cash” mode years ago…actually counting out the green stuff really helps a person know where their dollar is going.  Also, I have found that certain forms of currency spend easier than others.  Twenties, for example.  (Of course, if I were truly fiscally responsible, it wouldn’t go to Burgerville nearly so often.  But at least I only give my kids “good” fast-food.  Oh yeah, it’s good, all right.)  Anyhoo, since 90% of the time I have at least one kiddo in the car with me, and since 100% of my kiddos still have to sit in booster or car seats, I avoid taking my kids into establishments if at all possible.  Hence, the bank’s drive-up teller is my friend.  Well, all except for one of them.

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