I hope it’s a better day tomorrow!
I should organize the music for practice tomorrow, instead of putting it off until morning.
Yes, because Lord knows you don't want me organizing it for you.
Pinging King Prout because today's his birthday. Happy Birthday, KP!
Good morning. I was just overtired. I hadn’t slept well the night of the epidural, and Busdaddy kept me awake the next night with his own insomnia, and then I tried to make sense of the tax forms.
THAT stressed me out no end. The publication, which is now 288 pages long, is no longer available in print and the tax forms are so complex with all the BS that Zero has enacted by “Presidential Decree” have made filing taxes a thing that only a CPA can handle.
I was going to do it online, but I needed his passwords for TurboTax (I wanted to do it on paper, first) so I just gave up. By 1800 I was asleep and Sparkle woke up at daylight, telling me she had eaten all her food AGAIN, Mom! and shouldn’t I be filling her bowls?
Coffee and a pain pill for breakfast and I should be ready to face the day, soon!