Flex Spending Spree

Today is the last day of my old job. We bid it a hasty farewell on this cold, cold January day.

Coincident with this last day of work is the last day I can incur costs for my medial flex spending account. That's right: the tax-deferred dollars that are paid out of my own paycheck for medical expenses expire right now as opposed to the end of the year.

I find it fascinating that my money can expire; what is this, some kind of Government budget? And who exactly gets the money? The company? The plan administrator? That was real money when it went into the account, it sure as shootin' doesn't evaporate like the dew on the morning grass.

I also find the situation somewhat irritating. Since the money that was left in the account was not inconsiderable ($$$$), I decided to do something about it. I spent it.

All of it.

I went to my local (pro-life) pharmacy and said: I'll take one of everything. I now have the largest supply of band-aids, ointments, pain relievers, and first-aid kits you have ever seen.

Everybody who visits my house gets a free sample.