I just looked under my mattress, no joy.
Don’t give up yet. If a jerk like Rangel can find it, smarter folks like us just have to have at least that much laying around. Think hard. Where was the last place you saw your million? I think mine was in my wallet. I remember that because it made the wallet really thick. So I took it out and I put it... Shoot. Having trouble remembering still. I’ll think positive thoughts tonight at bedtime and maybe I’ll wake up knowing.
Or maybe the IRS will find it for me.