I have this habit.
A not-so-very-wise-yet-always-a-surprise type habit.
A habit where I hide a few stuffed envelopes full of dolla' dolla' bills.
And then I always find said envelopes at the most opportune time.
This time, one was spotted after clearing a book shelf for dusting.
And now you know where I hide my extra monz.
I take after my great grandmother in this. No shame.
After she passed, we found hundreds of dollars stuffed in book pages.
I'm not to that point yet. I hope to never be.