You guys are so great with the comments. I want to be great with leaving mine, and seem to fail miserably. I will do better.
Ok, today is a better day. The voices took a big helping of shut the fuck up today and we got some stuff done. In turn, I have many projects to do. Tonight. Had a meeting with my mortgage broker. (he’s also one of my best good friends)Apparently, my W2 and my tax return didn’t match up. Where else did I work he asks? nowhere. ever. since the day i finished school. FUCk. 10,000 is missing somewhere. So I cal the office and in turn call our tax guy and get him to fax all W2’s to Yarzi’s office. Then we figure out that the missing moola was from when I worked at the Quail Springs salon and apparently I only took over the N Penn salon paperwork. PFFFFFFFFF. Small anxiety. Done. THEN he says, you still need 05 taxes. (ex him still has never called me back about that) OR get 07 done PRONTO and we can use those. Righto. Home early (should be there till 8) to dig thru shoe boxes and sort piles and get stuff ready to take to Metro Tech tomorrow, where they do it for FREE! PFFFFFFFFTTTT. THEN……(this is about where I almost kicked him squaw in the nuts) he says you were married??? Uh, yeah. for about five minutes. (total of five years together for those that don’t know. I’m not a brittney)Well he needs a copy of the divorce decree.
DO ANY OF YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHERE MY DIVORCE DECREE IS BECAUSE I SURE THE FUCK DONT!!!!!
So in the morning am heading to El Reno to get my copy lf bla blab la alalalalalalalal I’m not even listening anymore. I hate for you to have to read all of it!!! GOD it’s annoying. I’m ready to give that bastard house back and go bite my pillow.
Tonight, am doing the invites for sis’s shower. and pouring thru boxes.
Here’s the bright moment in the day. Spence came in two days early for his cut. It’s always the best part of my day when he’s here. Again, I’ll say could just eat him up with a spoon. He’s leaving for DC on Friday and has promised to steal many trinkets and tchockies for me. Good stuff.
Halakaleem and Happy Humping Day. I’m not crazy. I’m just buying a house. And doing my taxes. And would rather be getting drunk with Geroge.
Misti Ridiculous 
I’ve worked in a public library for 19 years so I get questions about tax and legal stuff all the time. Legally we can’t give advice on either one but this much I know and it might be of some use to you. You might be able to call Canadian County and have them fax a copy to you of the divorce decree without going to the trouble of making the drive. Each place is different but call the Canadian County Clerk’s office before you go. They’ll know what to do. We used to have this organization come into the library come tax time and do taxes for free on Saturdays. There was always a TON of people waiting. I don’t know what the setup will be for you but be prepared for a long wait. Also, for the first time this year the IRS.gov website has links so you can do your own taxes for free online. Your situation sounds complex so you might be more comfortable letting someone else do it. But, the ability to do it yourself for free and with no waiting is there. Good Luck!
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Yeah, I called CCCClerk. “they don’t have access to a fax machine” pffffft. REALLY? in 2008??? the hell is that about. so I DO have to drive. but I only live 7 minutes west of the ghetto. no worries. and I just sorted thru my weight in reciepts. I’m about to online research the metro tech stuff. i did it last year, and since I go in the middle of the week midmorning it wasn’t too bad last year. Thanks so much for the info! You rock! Did you ever get Sandy’s email? shoot that to me over on mine please! Did you tell her how small the world has become? hahaha!
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I called a few days ago and gave her yours. I don’t even know what hers is. I know her and Dad e-mail some. When I was living at home, he couldn’t even plug in the Cable. Go figure. She home schools her two oldest girls (out of 4)and takes college courses online so she’s busy like you. But she was stoked to hear about you. I’ll be calling her or my dad in a few days so I’ll get hers and send it to you.
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I saw a pic of George in the NY Post (I think, I was rudely eavesreading on the subway) of George that you must find. He’s grinning, riding a motorcycle with both his feet stuck out to the sides. Maybe on Page 6? I don’t know but I think you would love it.
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