frontal lobatamy
Cookin’ the books with JJ makes me want to perform my own frontal lobotomy. Except that I have been begging for 6 years for his help with this. The one year that is missing from this equation, I was on a postpartum fueled release time.
Anyway, it is probably that I have reached bedtime and I just cannot comprehend all this number talk and why do I have to do the majority of this and we are still 2 years behind. Because as you read in a previous post we JUST got our tax returns and economic stimulus check, thanks GW. And now begins the rush to tax season, because I swear to you, I am not filling again in September.
Also, I got cold recently and decided I give up on cute I am going for old granny warmth. I am now wearing JJ’s down parka that hangs down to my knees and I went and bought thermal underwear that are totally feminine with 2 inches of elastic lace at the bottom. It is totally hot. There is also a lot of beanie wearing, which helps with not wanting to do my hair.
There you have it. The formula for avoiding doing the deed.
Long Underwear (to my ankles)
+ Talk of Quicken and Reconcilling
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= A Long night of hot, hot sleep.