Scraps. Opportunities for making things. Better than doing taxes.
Whatever could go wrong---did. What a cluster ......... But now the envelopes for the daughter are addressed and going to the post office and G and I can write horrendous checks as a "learning experience" of what not to do. Live and learn and don't repeat.
I am feeling like a wrung out dishtowel. Not an ounce of energy left.
Daughter and I had a bowl of vegetable soup, a buttered biscuit and a quiet chat. Doesn't happen often enough. So that's the golden side of the day.
A good night's sleep and I can forget the whole taxing experience. Turbo Tax. When it's good it's very very good and when it's acting up...it's awful.
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