It's amazing the things that you find when you go through coat pockets. They're like little memories of where you used to go. Tonight I found a bank receipt for $60 from the TB Banknorth on Spring Street in Williamstown, Mass., from 8/18/07. (And I had an available balance of $2,331.22; how did that happen?)
Finding these bank receipts is a painful reminder of the days when I was flush with cash. On 1/21/10, just before I was laid off, my checking balance was $3,770.02. Even if the rent check hadn't yet cleared, that's still pretty good. One from a Brooklyn Bank of America on 2/16/09 shows a balance of $1,751.56. Two years later I'm lucky if the average balance is more than $1,000.