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Pennies from heaven: the incomparable joy of found money

What is it about receiving money you weren’t expecting that fills us with glee? As a child it was like finding a treasure, because it literally WAS found money. Grandma called it “pennies from heaven.” Like a nickel on the sidewalk. Even as an adult though, now that found money comes in the form of a check or refund of some kind, or occasionally as a gift, I still feel that giddiness of surprise and delight. In a way it feels like getting away with something, like “I’d better go cash this check before I get caught.”  Or superstitious, like “I’d better go cash this check for fear the universe sees me as ungrateful.”

Is that weird? Yeah, it’s weird. I’m okay with that.

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Penny wise, pound foolish

Ahh, that old chestnut. I am the very definition of penny wise, pound foolish. For the most part. Okay, maybe “the very definition” is a bit of an exaggeration. Let’s just say that I am capable of being frugal, and am inclined to be so, with a few exceptions.

One of the “exceptions” is something of a Death Star planet killer. Or plan killer, as the case may be.

It just couldn’t be easy, could it?

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