Sunday, Sunday

It was a pretty quiet day today

     I finished putting up the downstairs tree and then I vacuumed up all the plastic fir parts that fell onto the floor.  The artificial tree sheds more than the real tree.
     I also wondered if I could afford the payments on a condo in Chicago.  It was $2.4 million but had great views of the lake.  I decided I probably could not, unless I turned in all my change for cash.
     I put my change in jars in the closet.  I have a tea can, a mason jar, a jelly jar, and maybe a pickle jar, all filled with change.  There must be at least $25 in there.  I wondered how much money I would have if I never spent change.    Imagine, putting all your change into a container and then three times a year taking it to the bank and then depositing it in an account you wouldn't touch. It could amount to a couple of thousand dollars in your lifetime.
     That's no small chunk of change.
     I also track dollar bills with the Where's George stamp on the front.  I registered on the Where's George website and have tracked a couple of bills.  It is actually kind of interesting to see where money has gone.  If you get a bill stamped with the Where's George label on the front, you go to the site, register the bill, and presto!  The computer will tell you where the bill was put into circulation.  Of course if you don't register and enter the information, you get nothing.  The last bill I entered was stamped, but no one had entered where it was circulated.  Kind of defeats the purpose of stamping it in the first place.
     But the program tells you how far the bill has travelled, and how long it took to get into your hands.
     The bills don't show up very often, but they can be a fun thing for people to do on the Internet....besides looking at porn.
     And thanks to all of you who read this.....you are my therapy people.  You do help me out by giving me an audience to express my weirdness to.  That's important.