Street Value

I normally walk around with about four cents in my wallet. Years of having children who always needed $5 for art fees or $2 for a school lunch left me with no ready cash for the past couple of decades and it occurred to me along the way that not having so much as a spare dollar saved me from many an impulse Sonic buy.

Over the weekend my sister- and brother-in-law (who rock, by the way) cleaned out Mother-in-Law's medicine cabinet. As she nears her 10th decade it's easier for her to have the pharmacy bubble-package her medicines, so she no longer needed the bottle after bottle of outdated prescriptions. I'll be taking these old pills to the drugstore for disposal later this morning.

Today, finally, I'm worth mugging.