If you're related to my husband, you're snorting out loud right about now. Everyone in this family knows where all of his/her money is at any given time -- a bank or, once in awhile, a billfold. It's a DNA thing. I get it. I live with it.
(Anecdotal history tells us this careful spending goes back lo unto pioneer days. And probably to Germany, from whence cometh the progenitor, but I haven't researched back that far. Ancestry.com is not inexpensive.)
I found out about this mysterious fortune several months ago. (It used to be called Cash Dash, but sometime this summer, Illinois' treasurer's office must have decided that I-Cash sounded more dignified.)
You go online, plug in your surname and start the paper chase if there's a match.
Several years ago, I did this in New York, my original hometown. Turns out, my great uncle the painter left a small insurance benefit to his sister, my grandmother. It took several hoop jumps to figure out when Uncle Frank croaked because there was no one alive to remember, and his branch of the family had evaporated somewhere in the Bronx. (A story for another day.)
States are very particular about documentation, so at last, I was able to determine when he died and buy a copy of his death certificate. Eventually, the state of New York sent a nice check to my uncle, who was retired and grateful for the infusion into his Florida bank account.
It only took half a year to complete.
And there's the new iPad. And a vacation in St. Barth's, though I would be very happy with two weeks on the Cote d'Azur, just outside Nice. (I know the exact place.)
Of course, there are student loans and a few other obligations bobbing around. Not to mention the need for world peace, which we can't seem to buy at any price.
Naperville Now will let you know as soon as she knows the amount of the check -- and what our third will be. (Note to the sisters-in-law: don't buy that house on the beach yet.)
So, if you came into some found money, what would you do with it?
Naperville Now participates each week in Mrs. Matlock's Alphabe-Thursday.
16 comments:
The car I miss the most is my MG -- alas, as you might recall, it was yellow. I should warn you that they require deep pockets because they always need repairs. So I hope your "found" money is plentiful. As for me, were I to get a windfall, I'd be pricing a Hilton Head condo.
Sister-in-law #1 Comment: Let me know when ship comes in. So glad I have you to find my fortune!!!
I would do a very boring thing and pay off two debts and then I would be very happy.
Many years ago, my son, found that I was on that list. I received a check for $25.00. I can't remember what I did with my windfall. I hope you strike gold!
I do hope you find a nice sum! I am so practical, I would simply pay off the farm and do some improvements/remodeling.
Invest it! I'd love to retire someday and travel, but right now it looks like I'll be too old to get on a plane by the time I retire!
Love the photo and the MG convertible is one of my favorites ~ Happy Thanksgiving ~ (A Creative Harbor) ^_^
found money, oh my. I would love to go on a cruise again or two or....
lol. That's a toss up. The convertible or the ipad. Tough one.
NIce car! :)
oooh, pretty car :D I would probably go on a major shopping spree at Sephora or David's Tea with half, then save the rest for university!
Zia
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Good luck with the hunt for your unclaimed cash. That car is beautiful, and I hope you get to own one someday.
Hmmmm I'd probably help my kids buy a house!
Pay bills and help our kids!I would go to Hawaii too! A place I have never been! Sigh!
Oh, oh!
Fingers crossed.
Toes crossed.
I would cross my eyes but it's too hard to type a comment then!
I love this story.
I found an account like this once.
I got a check for 93.67.
I think I probably blew it on an exorbitant shopping spree to the grocery store!
I hope your daydreams come true!
Plesae let us know!
And thanks for sharing this adorable story.
A++++
Very interesting, thanks for sharing! I'm thinking of changing to see a Naperville dentist since it's closer to where my kids live.
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