I’m just in love with that title and concept. It opens the door to so many possibilities. “No, it wasn’t me who….I was under fire in Bosnia.”
I know I’m a bit late with this but I had to stop a war earlier this week. Gail Collins didn’t.
Due to many problems including a few caused by me and many caused by totally wrong statements from brokerage houses, it took me weeks to get my taxes ready for the accountant. Then he had questions. It didn’t help that I left on March 5, and was still getting amended 1099’s.
I had to spend the week after Bear Stearns, calling brokerage houses. I finally figured out the answer to one big question myself but still needed back up.
I spent my first two weeks in Norh Myrtle Beach working on taxes. They usually take me a week of moaning and one afternoon of getting things together for my very good accountant who loves back up.
So when I got the completed electronic returns last Saturday, I paid the damn checks just to get them out of the way. I mailed them late Saturday afternoon and they were cashed by late Wednesday night.
If the federal government and the great state of New York were this efficient in everything else….
There’s a new 3WW under this. It’s about the man who taught me that the IRS workers are just people, my daddy. Paisley I will have a new Pia and daddy post up by Monday.
UL thank you for that very nice and sweet award.
I haven’t been a great blogger this past year. Too much has been going on in my life.
If my apartment doesn’t sell within the next six months I am going to resort to new and novel ways to sell it. If I have to resort to Plan B y’all be the first to know. I hope I don’t have to.