the books, pomegranate drinks and “sale items” that seem to leap into my hands whenever i step out my front door.
the second week of our cash diet, dan came home with a small stack of money. since i do most of the family shopping, i get most of the cash and it came time for dan to hand it over. he placed the twenties where any good husband would put several bills he was giving to his main lady friend. i giggled and forgot about it.
at trader joes that afternoon, i got up to the register to pay for my groceries and noticed that all my cash was missing from 