It was an interesting day. I finished up my taxes and eFiled them. I finished up Mr C’s Taxes, eFiled them and got the above cheery email from TurboTax. Well, I did what they said and it got the same email again. Then, I called the IRS. The IRS automated system hung up on me. So, I decided F-it. Tomorrow, I’ll take the damn thing to to post office. When I was out on my walk, being me, I started imagining all manner of evil that this rejection might portend. Carlton called that “living with the wreckage of the future”.
And, I made another foray into Carlton’s desk and storage drawers today.
Note to Carlton: Your “I Love Me” book from your years at VT is in the dumpster. I quickly scanned some of the photos. I am too much of a photographer to just trash all of them.
This is Carlton’s First Wife, I am the Last Wife and I get to decide what happens to the stuff. This one is scheduled to go to the dumpster on May 1 along with all the other VT Carlton Photos. So, anyone wants it – put your order in now. Actually she was lovely. A true southern belle, bless her heart.
Note to Everyone: When you die, someone is going to put your stuff in the dumpster. DO IT YOURSELF. And stop hanging on to all that junk. Ever wonder what is going to happen to your college diplomas (unless you end up having a Presidential Library)?
I promised to “take care of” the chrome plated bolt. I always knew it had something to do with Mr. C’s Master’s Thesis. Well, today I found the Master’s Thesis. I did not promise to take care of the thesis – So it too is in my recycle box.
There is more – but that is enough for one day. And next time I see my college diploma – if I still have it – that badboy will be in the trash!