Sometime during the night I heard a horrible noise. The propane furnace turned on for the first time since spring. All I could think of was dollar bills burning. This house is a hundred and fifty years old and I have neglected the maintenance. One of the results of that is it leaks heat horribly.
The first couple of years after Jeannette died I actually was able to increase the savings account. Since then I have had to tap savings to install a new furnace and to pay some smaller bills. Now I have financed the new camper. The political attacks on public employee pension systems means that my income will probably not keep pace with inflation. I can only hope the savings will last. If interest rates on CDs and IRAs ever increase it will help.
I buy lottery tickets knowing the odds against winning. I rationalize that I am buying daydreams. The small amount I spend on the tickets would never generate enough income to make a difference. On the other hand a lottery win would allow me to make a difference in many lives and give to the organizations I now support with tiny amounts. Such is the stuff of wishful thinking.
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