According to an Psychology Today article I found online, I have at least one money disorder. I'll just add it to my list of other problems. Oh, did I mention that I was audited by the IRS? Yep, and it wasn't pretty.
Money may not solve all your problems (it may even give you problems), but it sure solves some of them like obtaining food, shelter, medical care, and safety.
Didn't one of the saints say something about where your treasure is, your heart is? Who said that?
I've yet to see the benefits of Obamacare. Have you? Can I send my medical bills directly to the White House? Maybe the next time I have to fill out a form at a doctor's office, I'll just give 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue as the address of my insurance company. Ha! I sent off a $1,607.00 check to pay for my QUARTERLY insurance premium. I'm single.
Maybe this post is best saved for Halloween because medical costs are scary.
In the wee hours this morning when I was ruminating over my busy today list, I could NOT remember the name of our president. I kept thinking, "Bush? Bush? Is it Bush?" Then I really got scared because I worried I am becoming senile.
I know the topic of money has recently been covered on Joy Beyond the Cross and Abigail's Alcove. Another blogger has a nine thousand dollar deductible.
Maybe I'll discuss my current job, which is all about money and big debt.
I have to get ready for work now.