Unbagging the Cats: One and Done, to COIN This Week's Phrase

Saturday, October 7, 2023

One and Done, to COIN This Week's Phrase

This was a week of missed opportunities for Val's Future Pennyillionaire Fortune. Two Lincolns left behind! Sorry, Abe.

I saw a penny in the Liquor Store on Sunday, as I was waiting for my scratchers to be ripped from their respective rolls. But it was too far under the counter. My toe could not have dragged it out on that questionable rug. I don't think I could have reached it by hand, standing on my head and ampling my rumpus.

On Wednesday, a penny was waiting for my tender touch on the floor inside the door at the School-Turn Casey's. Kind of slippery that day from the rain, and a rush of people coming in when I got there around school let-out time. So I figured I'd get it on the way out, so as not to disrupt traffic flow with my rumpus waving in the air just inside the door. Dang it! There's a penny-thief on the loose! Somebody else got it before I left.

Anyhoo... I was gifted with an 11th-hour cent on THURSDAY, October 5, at the Sis-Town Casey's when I returned to T-Hoe to pump my gas. My heart was beating a mile a minute upon this discovery, at the pump next to mine. Maybe it was just from the exertion of hauling my ample rumpus across the lot, fearing that my pump would shut off my payment before I got there in time.

It was almost GLOWING to get my attention. I put the nozzle into T-Hoe's tank, my scratchers on the seat, and stepped over to nab my rightful penny. A white small sedan started into that bay, but saw me and veered two over. So I was nearly thwarted, except for the fact they didn't want to ruin the front of their car by ramming into me.