The mail was late today, so I checked it when I was taking out the trash. There was a strange bit of mail, one of those “tear off both ends and separate” ones from my medical network. The trash can was right there in case it was another ad (I’ve been getting a lot of life insurance ads lately — talk about how to make a woman nervous!) so I opened it on the spot.
It was not trash.
It was a $30 check out of nowhere.
LET’S DO THIS!
I should set a goal. That $15,983 (which just tried to come out as $15,936) before the NEXT rent is due should work nicely.
$15,936 (sure, since that’s what it apparently is now) by July 30. That’ll give a day leeway for the banks.