A couple of days ago, I celebrated my birthday at T.G.I. Friday’s and finally met my new in-laws. I told my “step” daughter that if she ever has any financial problems to call me. Her face lit up with glee. And then I followed that up and told her that when she calls me, I’ll put her on a strict budget, to ensure that she never contacts me again regarding finances. I thought my joke was funny… until she told my wife. This morning she left on my pillow, a business card of her divorce attorney, and a pawn ticket for her wedding and engagement rings to cover the legal fees. But to her credit, she packed up all my things very neatly as she aggressively escorted me to the front door. I’ve always admired how organized she is.