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After staying up late to take care of my husband and child, nearly dying from exhaustion, I overheard two ghosts chatting. An old lady said, "This woman is so foolish. Her husband spent all their savings on his mistress. But she even stayed up late to make lunch boxes for him to save a few bucks on takeout, and now she's worn herself out." An old man replied, "Exactly. What's the point of having so much money when you're dead? No one even knows about the hundred pounds of gold bars I hid in the attic at 18 Willow Lane. Such a waste." The old lady sighed, "Tell me about it. We both died with money left behind. There are still 2 million dollars in cash lying around in my house on Maple Street."