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Plumbing emergency? Call now. Fix now. Do not wait and cause more damage trying to save on the cost.
Drive one-day-old-brand-new-uninsured-car-you-never-in-a-million-years thought you could afford into the garage door while garage door is still opening? Buy new garage door next morning, fix car at the same time - do not fall apart, throw things, scream obscenities into the night and lay sleepless wondering how to pay for - anything ever again.
Sustain concussion while working coupled with stomach/intestinal virus? Go to the emergency room immediately, no waiting for a week trying to self-diagnose to see if it's worth a trip to the emergency room on Memorial Day weekend. AND! Frank, the ultra-sound tech would not keep asking you if you we're retired or if your 20 year marriage was your second marriage, because a face-lift would have already occurred at this humiliating life moment.
Throw back out trying to empty a kiddie pool? Just stop and hire someone else to do it. Or better yet, have a built-in pool already. With a pool cleaner.
There is no need to nag/threaten/bribe teenage children to study for finals in the hope of one day getting a scholarship so that college is even a remote possibility. No. All you have to do is feed them and let them do as they will. You can pay for college. Even if it's community college.
Husband leaving at 3 AM to drive to California with 80 high school seniors for the class trip leaving spewing/injured wife at home to deal with teenagers, car, garage door and plumbing? Well, that just wouldn’t happen to begin with…if enough money were to be had elsewhere.
Money solves everything.
Money is the root of all evil.
Money is elusive. Even if you work to earn it.
And this was just Memorial Day weekend at our home.
Money cannot buy the gratitude that said home, car, family, were not lost in a tornado. No, that just comes from being a human being - even a human being living with the suburban blues.
We are grateful for our home - so we can run our car into it - and our children out of it.
(not really on the last one) (well, the last two)