Caught up with my mom today. It'd been an eventful few weeks; I know they were closing on Grandma's house a week ago, and for most of the intervening time my parents had been visiting our Wisconsin family. Now that they're back, today my parents picked up the check for their share of the house, and deposited it, including a big chunk for me.
I tried to refuse it, I really want my parents to have it because they have less money than I do, but they also have a huge aversion to believing themselves to have less money than I do. And I think this might help them pay less taxes, so: fine. (I'm normally in favor of paying taxes but not federally right now! ugh.) And some of it is a little sentimental for my mom. And me too. I miss my grandma.
I'd trade all the money for the lefse spatula and rolling pin that I never got, and I may well have to buy myself another one. Maybe I'll make a batch at Christmas. It won't be the spatula with the blue handle and the hand-painted yellow flowers and the decades of use, but at least I can have some lefse.
Having heard today too that the U.S. government shutdown has reached the point of stopping SNAP (food for poor people) and knowing online a bunch of people who are reliant on that and scared about how they're going to survive, I just want to give all the money away. I feel so uncomfortable that I have this useless money when others could use it so much.