OMG Epaulets.
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
We have no 2 Hour Delays here. However, a local community county had a threat of gunman on campus so they locked them down and all of the campuses in the vicinity, including ours. Fun times.
But it has been raining. I LOVE THE RAIN.
Everything I needed from my refi was on the end of year tax form from the mortgage holder.
YAY RAIN.
The down side of the rain is that I am not inclined to run in it. OTOH, (spoiler-font for those squeamish about female biology) perimenopause has me bleeding like a stuck pig for the last three days, and lightly for the thirty days before that, so I'm not really feeling like I'm at 100%. Or even 65%, really.
Yeah, I think I'm just missing the one tax payment that no mortgage handled.
Also, I have a tax data hangover now. Seriously, I get this involved in a task to the exclusion of all else and it's like I'm emerging from a swamp.
I think people like having something concrete they can do to help.
This!
Man, today was just so discouraging. But I guess I should be thankful that I have a job that helps me pay for my accountant to do my taxes but that is just the kind of thing I would completely lose my shit about if I had to figure it out myself.
Ooof. Tax data hangovers blow. I'm sorry.
So there is crap I cannot stand going down at my pool. It's making it extremely hard to go and I'm tired. Tired. Tired.
I think people like having something concrete they can do to help.
Unfortunately I've learned that friends have been more helpful than one of my own kids. Heartbreaking. But anyway, when I have had a specific need, I've been able to get help. And I'm enormously thankful.