Good morning, welcome or welcome back (for my regulars) to another edition of #weekendcoffeeshare. Please come on in to the warmth and out of the cold. It’s looking like it’s going to be another snowy Saturday in my part of the world.
Last night, the local weatherman wore his “snow jacket” which meant there’s a pretty strong chance of snow. I hope his prediction is accurate. The snow accumulation from the last storm was a little disappointed.
Anyway, how was your week?
It’s been another crazy week, though it was an improvement from the last. I finally managed to finish the week at less than 50 hours. There were still a ton of work that needed to be done but I had decided that it can wait until Tuesday.
Did I mention this is a long weekend?
Monday, February 15, is President’s Day but with COVID sticking around and the mountains on high avalanche danger alert and let’s not forget about the yucky weather, there’s no place to be and nothing to do than to get cozy beneath my handmade blanket with a cup of tea and a good ol’ paperback.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you yesterday was Chinese New Year – a grand welcome to the Year of the Ox. My phone was buzzing to the point when I had to put it on Do Not Disturb so I could get some work done. My relatives in the next house and a block away were texting away, sending hilarious GIFs that read “Happy Chinese New Year.” Meanwhile, like last Thanksgiving and Christmas, I felt little to no holiday spirits whatsoever. It’s just another day trying to finish my work.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you I sent in my State Tax Return this week. This means I am officially done filing my taxes for 2020. Another hooray! I actually also did one of my aunt’s tax return last weekend and did the final check on my other aunt’s tax return on the same day.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you I am so grateful I don’t have to do my cousin’s tax return. I wrote about my frustration with filing my cousin’s taxes in this post, about how he dropped a F-bomb on me, and about how he forwarded me 8 pages of stock-trading information in jpeg format and expected me to manually enter them one-by-one.
I was at my aunt’s house last Sunday night to Mom’s birthday. I basically gave him the silent treatment that entire night. I did not want to talk to either of my cousins nor did I want to know nor did I care whether I still needed to file his taxes. All I know is I wasn’t doing it. As Mom and I were about to leave, my cousin said, “I filed my tax return last night.”
“Oh yeah, how long did it take you to enter all that information?” Mom asked.
Shamefully, my cousin replied, “two hours.” After mom snapped back with an “I told you so,” he added, “my (other) cousin has 23 pages.” At that, I felt my eyes grow wide. 23 pages? No, thanks, he can do his own taxes.
If we were having coffee, I would thank you for joining me in this edition of #weekendcoffeeshare and hope we’ll both return next week.