Well, it's April already. That means rain, taxes and lower energy bills. My husband and I sat down this weekend to work on our taxes. An activity so full of stress, confusion, annoyance and focused time that it can't be done without a migraine to follow. We spent hours and hours working through all the paperwork, instructions and such as we itemized our deductions only to learn that the standard deduction was bigger than what we had itemized. All that work and we could have just done an EZ form.
Oh well. At least it's done and we don't owe a bunch of money. That's the ideal outcome._______
We still haven't heard anything about this job in St. Louis. I'm done with this waiting process. I just can't stay in this holding position any longer. I've moved on and am now thinking about what we can do to enjoy the spring. It won't be long until the summer heat and humidity will drive us indoors again.
I'm thinking that the time has come to pack up a little more of our stuff. Since we closed down our storage unit we've been living with very little livable space. The stuff is getting to me. Maybe if I pack up some more stuff at least we'll have more space on our shelves and table tops. I don't know about you, but when things around me are disorganized or cluttered that's how I feel internally. And right now I'm feeling both.
I love spring. If only I didn't have to spend so much time fussing with health stuff...