THE SIX MILLION DOLLAR BOY
If you're like me, and let's face it, who doesn't wish for that, you remember the show, "The Six Million Dollar Man." The show, the man, his real life wife, the vast sum of money, were all spectacular. Now that I am married, have two kids and am approximately in debt somewhere in the six million dollar range, that just doesn't have the same "wow" factor it once did. And might I say, thank God.
If large sums of money were to impress and/or intimidate me now, I'd never get through the day. My warm VISA card routinely gets swiped for large sums of money. My son, you see, is expensive. From head to toe he is costly. Psychologist? Check! Opthamologist? Check! Dentists?(plural) Check! Orthopedic surgeon? Check! You get the idea. Then tack on the various pharmaceuticals, therapies and costs of education and voila! The six million dollar boy! And those are our known costs. We don't even know the wear and tear on us he is costing, and don't get me started on the repairs to the house that he has made imminent.
What are you going to do, though, huh? Tell me that, what else can you do?
2 comments:
Costly but priceless, too. I try not to think of it and just close my eyes when I write those checks.
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