I don’t carry much in my wallet. Driver license, debit card, insurance cards, senior discount pass for national parks, and cash. Today I was fishing one of the insurance cards from its compartment when, surprise, a hundred dollar bill.
This happened once before when I discovered Ulysses S Grant had been living in my wallet for quite some time.
If this is old age forgetfulness, it’s not the worst kind. As my mind gets worse the dollar amount gets higher. I hope one day to discover a few hundred thousand bucks I forgot I hid under the mattress.