Tuesday, November 3, 2020

NaNoWriMo 2020 - Day Three

 On the other hand, I didn't really have any reason to conserve capital, it was just an instinctive habit...I didn't have anyone to leave it to; a bunch of social justice charities and scholarship programs would get a sweet payday but I had no relatives or close friends to benefit.  No reason to not just live high on the hog and eat through the capital while I'm alive and can enjoy it--well, no reason except that I can't budget it, since I don't know how long I'll live.  If the depression doesn't get me, and no major organs break down suddenly, I could live to be a hundred and one like Grandmother did; if I blew through all my money by the time I was eighty, there would be some pretty uncomfortable years at exactly the time of life you don't want to be broke.

[DickDover55] You don't have to hire them… just request an estimate. Dreamboy is bound to come with.

[CharlieCurmudgeon] That would be embarrassing tho. Wasting their time like that.

[DickDover55] You embarrass way too easy, dude. Never gonna get laid that way.

[CharlieCurmudgeon] Je suis, je reste.

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