I may have a vaccine appointment next week. Actually, I definitely do.

Somewhere.

The fact that most vaccine venues only let you sign up online or through apps has become An Issue for me. We've just spent a year in this country discovering that a sizeable swath of the population does not have regular internet access, and that "Just do everything ( Read more... )

I needed to accomplish something on this gray and chilly day, so I decided to try the IRS website again.

Site's back up! So I tried to file the 990-N. Or rather:

I set up a user account for e-Postcard filing. This is a multi-step process with security and site images and challenge questions and confirmation emails. Finally got that set up.

Then I ( Read more... )

I set today aside to catch up on convention stuff, including tax filings and other bureacracy.

The tax thing has been a learning experience indeed, but the practical upshot is that a tiny little organization like Narrativity need only file a 990-N. Sounds pretty painless. Only trick is that in our situation, we first need to register with the IRS ( Read more... )

I am having technical difficulties doing edits for a sold story, and so all the Zen with which I would normally approach the process of the text editing itself is getting used up fighting with fscking Google. (Google Drive, why even is it.) Which means every time I sit down to work, by the time I get to the actual words, I am far too cranky to ( Read more... )

We have our stuff! According to the tracking website, it was loaded onto a delivery truck at 8:02 this morning, but obviously with all the nonsense we weren't going to count on that until the package was in our hands. And it is ( Read more... )

I mean to do a proper write-up of the trip, for my own memory as much as anything, but unfortunately all the brain I can muster is being used in fighting with FedEx to try to get our stuff. We chose to ship some things instead of maxing out our luggage limits (first mistake), and it's turning into an exercise in absurdity ( Read more... )

How about a day that starts at 1:30 in the morning with what sounds like a bomb going off behind the house?

I jerked awake to what sounded like an explosion, and looked out back to blazing orange shooting into the sky behind the garage. Threw on clothes, grabbed flashlight, and extremely cautiously went back to discover a sizable chunk of tree ( Read more... )

Any day that starts with a police siren in the front yard is not likely to be a good day ( Read more... )

We researched things to do. We compared flights. We picked dates. We committed to buying tickets, and we even picked our seats.

We spent three fucking hours on the British Airways website, while they asked creepy "security" questions pulled from who-knows-where to which they wouldn't accept the correct answers, and then finally they insisted ( Read more... )

What's worse than psyching yourself up and getting up early to call a government department about an esoteric point of paperwork?

Psyching yourself up and getting up early only to realize it's a government holiday and you're going to have to do it all over again tomorrow. *headdesk*

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