You Don't Know What You've Got Til It's Gone

I must have touched my hand to my right ear dozens of times today, not checking to see if the aid is lost, but to enjoy it being there. Moving on.

I really did get most of my tidying up done today. All I really have left is a shopping bag full of old PC stuff to get rid of, and I'll take that out to the trash Monday morning. But I know somewhere I still have my DOS 6.0 floppies because I wrote on them NEVER THROW THESE OUT!! and so I never will. They weren't in the bag, anyway.

That leaves tomorrow to finish getting ready to get my taxes done, finally. I always think that I should just get one of those tax programs and do it myself, but who am I kidding? Filling out that financial aid form online when my kids were in college stressed me out beyond a reasonable point, and I'm so glad I'm done with all that; why would I want to do the same kind of thing but worse? I am not a numbers person. Even my brother-in-law, who is a numbers person and also a CPA (but has never worked as an accountant) goes to someone to get his taxes done. You can know numbers, but not all the tax laws, I figure.

The Hubs and I went out to dinner tonight, since it was just the two of us. In the last week either his coughing has gotten better or he's gotten better at dealing with it. Or both. It still won't hurt him, or me, for the house to get a good cleaning on Monday.

And that's my day. Back for a little more Truman. I think I'll be reading this book forever, although, ever the optimist, I got A Thousand Splendid Suns today, which is by the author of The Kite Runner, which I thought was excellent.


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