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Wednesday,
April 4, 2007
And lo, there was much rejoicing
- For the CPA did call and say, "Come and pick up your tax return."
- And lo, I did, and did see a refund in four figures that will add a pleasing bump to the savings account.
- And I rejoiced, for the worry over the taxes did eat away at my gut, verily.
- And now the Bodacious Brit and I must sign a form and fax it back to the CPA so that they may e-file for us and report unto Caesar what is Caesar's.
- And everyone in the Fletcher manse did eat pasta with sauce, and was glad.
And I'm even taking a day off from writing. Not so much in celebration, but because I'm pretty sure I'm coming down with a cold and the only thing I really want to do is potato out on the couch and watch whatever's on the DVR (repeat of Criminal Minds, feh, but there's a new NCIS so I'm happy).