I've spent my only day off this week, and a lovely sunny day too, perfect for a ride, I might add - the only antidote for my ever-burgeoning posterior and plummeting fitness - doing our last two years' tax. We have some fiddly investments and a big messy study where vital papers are prone to disappearing without trace. 
I think there's a wormhole somewhere in there leading to a parallel dimension. Its inhabitants must be startled by the frequent, inexplicable manifestations of bank statements and sunglasses. Sigh. I hope I learn from this.
Still, I'll be wrapping Christmas presents tonight after dinner. That's fun. The Christmas cards are made and the letter written, so I'll be sending them out tomorrow too. I love sending cards. Email me your address so I can send you one too. Not if you're a creepy stalker of course. You can just go away.
Is it mince pie time yet?
More anon, cheerful vaguesters!
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
Can't complain
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4 much-appreciated comments:
Sometimes I get chills reading your posts. It is as if you are leading my life in a parallel universe. Same messy paperwork crap, but you are fitter LOL..
I have post it note on my laptop that as soon as the right software is loaded (tomorrow) I can plug in the external drive to get all my data and then I too, can do both our last 2 years of tax..
Ahh for wormholes :)
Best wishes with the taxes!
It is just my socks that have disappeared into my wormhole- and my swimming mojo which has disappeared :( Hope you get the tax done and have a great ride.
(The word verification is RATED- I give you 5 stars)
No cards for 'creepy stalkers' .... bugger - that is me off teh list.
Good luck with the tax stuff
Take care
Eat Em
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