Death and Taxes II
It's typical...even though I thought the taxes were done and set and ready to go, they actually weren't and we wound up awake until 1am finishing them up. This was largely due to some documents going astray and having to be hunted down like the vermin they are, then numbers re-entered into TurboTax, which thankfully does all the icky math for me. For complicated reasons we were unable to file electronically, so that meant printing and sorting six (!) separate batches of forms -- two federal, two NY, two NJ -- and stuffing everything into envelopes. But they're finally gone. It's funny how much of an ordeal tax forms are, even when you're getting a refund.
More death, thankfully not so close this time. There were the shootings at Virginia Tech, which are horrific but somehow too far away to have a real emotional impact. Maybe I'm just numb. Then there's my coworker A., who lost her father after a long battle with kidney failure. For weeks now I've heard her on the phone with doctors and hospitals and insurance folks...it was quite the ordeal, and while I didn't know her very well I definitely feel for her. Maybe it's easier for me to process small, personal suffering and loss.
I'm ready for this year to start improving any time now, thanks.
More death, thankfully not so close this time. There were the shootings at Virginia Tech, which are horrific but somehow too far away to have a real emotional impact. Maybe I'm just numb. Then there's my coworker A., who lost her father after a long battle with kidney failure. For weeks now I've heard her on the phone with doctors and hospitals and insurance folks...it was quite the ordeal, and while I didn't know her very well I definitely feel for her. Maybe it's easier for me to process small, personal suffering and loss.
I'm ready for this year to start improving any time now, thanks.