Got a piece of mail today. Didn’t think much of it. I get envelopes all the time. Usually asking me to sign up for a credit card. Or buy something. But WTH, I grabbed the letter opener and opened the thing up. When I saw what was in it, I dropped the opener on the floor and made some sort of squealing noise. The cats ran. I looked again. And again. It was a check from the estate of a friend’s mother. A bloody grand! Yeah, I did spend 3 really hot days last summer helping her empty her mother’s house from the OCD hoarding mess that it was. But gee whiz. I didn’t expect this. I didn’t expect anything. But wow. Thanks. Now I can pay the bills. Woo!


Babbled by Immi.
"There is a difference between knowing the path and walking the path."


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