How old is your old Mac Book?
It's a Spring 2008 that I got refurbished in the fall of 2008, so it's had four solid years of work. I like it, but even after putting more memory in it, it's beginning to get a bit obsolete. For one thing, I can't put Chrome on it, and Firefox won't update anymore, so I'm going to be at risk for security problems.
I probably could do both the computer and the landscaping, frankly. But I'm looking at all the costs associated with selling the house--repairs, staging, etc., and I probably should just hang onto the laptop for now.
Apparently our hiring process is so fubar they've pissed off the captains, and they brought in a GS-14 or -15 to work on it. But I am not sanguine, as Zoe would say.
Now that I sent off that resume, I am doing my taxes. Do I know how to party on my day off or what?
We should hear about the house soon. Twitch. Twitch twitch.
House~ma, Dana!
And head~ma for ita, plus a large, iron cluestick for your flaky developer.
I have distant memories of getting tax refunds instead of bills.
I know everyone knows this, but the key (for middle class people, at least) to getting tax refunds is just to give the government more of your money throughout the year.
Oh, blargh, ~ma all around. Let's have some good shit happen today, universe.
I am experiencing chronic insomnia. This is new! I do not like it. Today? I woke up at 4am, fell back asleep at 6, and then slept until NOON. What the heck are you doing, body? My sister says it's
menopause
. Which would be fine, except I'm more looking forward to menopause being over with, not going through it.
