Fortunately, I have a really nice ledge to jump off from, if the paperwork gets too bad. Let us just say, I had to dig out records from my broker from way back to 2009. And, that was for my taxes, the “easy” one. I worked hard, but made zero progress.
But, I did get an appointment with my attorney to setup my end game. And, an appointment to review my options at the old ladies asylum.
Note to Carlton: you are the only one who would care, and you woul say “I am impressed”. Fitbit says that I have walked 1,600 miles in the last eleven months. That’s not too shabby for a 70something old woman.
Cold, rainy, foggy here.