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Working on it, but need the part time income!Quote:
Originally Posted by freshstart
Arrived at my tax preparers office at 2:50 pm for a 3:00 appt. Proceeded to wait til 3:20 pm because the client already there decided to chit-chat during her time (I could overhear the conversation) while the accountant was trying to do her taxes. Tax preparer kept deflecting and trying to keep on point, but Chatty Kathy continued to update her on her entire life happenings in 2015.
Please socialize with your tax preparer on your own time so all of the clients scheduled after you get our full appointment too. (I'd even seen a letter in the newspaper from a tax accountant asking the same thing: it's his busiest time of the year and his clients are booked for an hour. He doesn't have time to spend 15 minutes just catching up on the miscellany of your life, and do your taxes at the same time.)
Eyerolls. Here we are in gardening season and a new gardener at our Community Garden spoke up at a recent meeting because she had "learned that harsh chemicals were used last year on the patio area!" and she is upset and stressed about that.
Yes, Roundup is my friend. And while I am not the culprit who used Roundup on the patio area, I do sometimes use Roundup on my bed on the backside of the community garden, away from their precious vegetables. So I stood up in the meeting and said that a well aimed systemic treatment saves lots of manhours and I don't think, given the lack of proximity to the vegetables, its a big deal for me to use. However, I will try to curb that use.
So, at the garden work day I showed her the brick patio area and congratulated her on taking over that weeding job. Since Roundup (a five minute job) is out, she will be the one who can apply "alternative" methods. Hope she is ready for those hours of work.
A few minutes later she talked about her hatred of ants and how she had exterminators make the maximum number of treatments allowed in her old digs.
O-------kay. I guess those insecticides must not be "harsh chemicals."
Me, IVe got a pet Daddy Longlegs spider living under my microwave oven and he runs out to snatch little unsuspecting ants when they crawl across the counter. While I really do not mind ants if they arent the biting kind, I dont like legions of them, and I think word of his presence gets around the ant colony.
lol at letting her take over the patio area, bet it won't look as good as last year!
Making plans with a friend:
Me: Looks like the long weekend is open, let's meet up on Friday.
Friend: okay, sounds good, what do you suggest?
Me: Lunch Friday?
Friend: no, I'm going out of town and I don't know when I'll be back Friday. Might be able to be back in time for dinner.
? didn't think this piece of info might be relevant? oy vey, trying to plan a simple get-together with people!
Winter coming back after a really nice last week! On the other hand, it was still light out at 7:30 driving home, and we have robins in the yard.
Saturday it actually got up to 70 degrees in my area! So...such a lovely day--I spent most of it preparing beds and weeding, cleaning up winter debris. Got some carrot and parsnip seeds out and put in a few small beds.
Next morning: I take my cup of coffee out for a stroll and curses!!!! Squirrels had demolished my veggie beds, frolicking around and planting peanuts that ^&%@#$ neighbors feed them.
I had a fleeting thought of covering them with chicken wire while I was planting, but hadn't done it. Lesson learned.
The tree rats need to die. Nasty, destructive creatures.Quote:
Originally Posted by KayLR
I apparently have as labral tear in my hip. Took about 8 doctors and tests to figure it out.
Just when I'm wanting to get out and climb mountains and tear up my yard, too
Grr.
my mother is driving me batty, I have become her "bitch about everything" person. Trying to get her ready for my brother's wedding has taken days worth of time, she is 4'11" and wears a 3 x with ginormous boobs. Took her out once shopping to see a personal shopper. She can try on two dresses and then she is done, I get that, she is sick. So I ordered an onslaught of dresses, she can try on one a day if she wants. Her feet are so full of fluid, Zappos has not one pair in her size. The dresses for the most part look bad. All of this makes her rant and rave and then cry. I pick up the pieces and keep ordering. Never a thank you, more of an I have to push her because the wedding is coming up and she has to find something and get it tailored. So she's mad that she is pushed.
I am her tech support like I know what the hell I am doing. Spent 3 hours on the phone with Apple after an 1 hour hold time. My day was shot yesterday. No thank you just "you didn't get all my apps back"
I try to stick my head in her room when she is not asleep to visit because her world is basically her bedroom and I figure she is lonely. It inevitably devolves into a convo of all the ways I could be a better person, parent, adult child, etc. If she asks how I am and I am honest, she doesn't want to hear it. So I am always "great".
I love her, she is the person I am closest to in life, I get she is dying and feels like shit, I get she needs a person to vent to but she never even acknowledges that I have become that person and she is sorry. I feel guilty even complaining about her here. The worst is watching her treat the other people in her life totally kind and as if they were human with feelings.