Which means--TICKS. We already have a fat one taped to the calendar. On the day we found it on husband. So..a dog tick. The smaller the tick- the worse it is.
Well, I do know the Greek myths but not the names-- today I pushed the boulder up the hill.
Yesterday...I was prepared to do all the copying etc to get the prepared taxes in the mail PROCRASTINATION and discovered that the Banker had done it ALL- no copying.. And addressed the envelopes. So I filled out the cards we always attach to the taxes so we have proof they were delivered. And this morning I stood in a long line at the post office to have them mailed. There's stamping and pasting involved for registered mail.
And, of course, there was a business person with 57.000 packages that each needed to be weighed separately..etc. etc. I asked the line if there was anyone who needed to be somewhere- one woman- and I let her go before me. I only had the library and grocery to go to. No hurry. I had to wait for the library to open. Then the grocery. For some reason- I spent 40 dollars more than usual. One extra purchase was a prepared Cosmo in the liquor aisle. It's chilling in the fridge.
That Boulder is always really heavy and it wears me down. But NOW I know the Banker will take care of taxes and everything but the post office- he even addressed the envelopes......so Life as I once knew it-- I don't have to even think about it. And I will enjoy the hell out of the Cosmo.
I will tell husband it's pink lemonade.
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