The light at the end of the tunnel

Traditionally, I receive an earnings report from my 401K Plan on approximately the 20th of the month after the end of each quarter. Using that history, I have been waiting to see the statement for almost a week. I finally lost patience and went online to see if I could determine why there was a delay. Well, duh! I don’t have enough money left in my retirement plan to cover the cost of the paper, much less the ink or postage, to send me any documentation.

My first thought was to do what everyone does in times of financial crisis: throw myself out a window. And, trust me I tried. I really didn’t have the energy to go through all the effort to go upstairs, so I opted for the piano room window. I had forgotten what a major pain it is to take out the screen. And really, the best I could have hoped for was a dislocated shoulder. So I stayed inside.

So, what does a person do in a time like this? I went online. Lately, I have become a real junky of this website that gives all the latest election polls; senatorial, house and, of course, the presidential polls. And the polls are detailed down to the state and sometimes even county levels. I could go on and on about the idiosyncrasies of the various and sundry polls, but that is not where I am going with this little side trip.

I had just completed analyzing an Oct. 20 Zimmerheister Poll breaking down the left handed vote in Randolph County, NC, when I noticed a tab that read “Donations”. It was the only part of the website I had yet to visit, so there I went. It was an interesting little blurb going over the costs associated with the website. The webmaster had spent $4,000.00 for some router bits and another $2,000.00 to install a new state-of-the-art thing-a-ma-jiggy. And s/he advertises on blogs. I quote: “It can run up to $500.00 per month to advertise on a popular blog.”

Bingo!

Does this just shout “Mac’s financial security!” or what?

Okay, I do have a couple of details to work out, but I am confident that this scheme is my ticket to a comfortable, nay, opulent retirement. And I’m sure you will all help in anyway you can. Your other option is hosting me in my golden years!