In anticipation of a trip to the grocery, I was balancing my checkbook today. I have had a whole month of goodness, where every expenditure, every credit, every debit, every penny matched up. Of course this was too good to last.
The bank says I have $50 more than I say. Yes, it's a nice round number. I have searched and cannot find it.
Now, before you pat me nicely on the back and tell me I'm lucky, this is not good. As I have come to see, as the bank giveth, they taketh with equal measure. I cannot just write this in and think, "Whoopee! Delivery pizza tonight!" I need the numbers to match up or I will get behind again.
So, I have decided to assume my figure, which is the lower of the two, is correct. If, in fact, I do have, really, an extra $50 in the bank, I might as well keep it there as a cushion for those inevitable "oopes" that happen in life.
Now, off to the store for bananas and cheese and cereal and laundry detergent, among other things.
Beverage: Dr. Pepper