all good

Just as I thought. I freaked out for nothing. The money was there in the safe when I arrived at work. And it's a good thing too, because much to my chagrin I didn't, repeat, didn't win the lottery. I had plans for that money, too. I suppose my choreographed water ballet classes will have to be put on hold.

I'm not sorry for the drunken post.

I'm tired. And I still hate being poor.