Prior to my era of unemployment, I rarely ransacked my own home in search of scattered change. Poverty is appalling and I refuse to give up my morning latte, so recently I embarked on full-fledged coin purge of my apartment.
I’ve listed my apartments coin refuges ranked in order of most-to-least lucrative:
- Couch cushions ($$$).
- Around the washing machine–particularly if you have roommates ($$)
- In the backs of desk drawers ($).
- Behind dressers ($).
- Under rugs ($).
- In old bags, purses, backpacks ($).
- In the pockets of seasonal clothes ($).
This money affords me any number of things: Coffee, stamps, shares of Citibank stock, or a small bouquet of flowers as an apology to my wife who caught me digging through the pockets of her ski coat.