It's approaching the end of February, which means we're now dealing with tax related stuff. This is always a joy to deal with, as I'm sure most of you know. And our taxes aren't even that complicated. A T-4 each for both of us, I'm waiting for one for some freelance work I did. And the niggling tax receipts from banks and whatnot. We normally like to file as early as possible. I know we have until the end of April, but we like to get this stuff sent to our accountant as soon as possible. We want our money back right away. Plus, our accountant gets very, very busy in a hurry at this time of the year.
Anyway, this evening was spent sloughing through receipts and forms and trying to figure out where we've invested our money and who owes us paperwork. Not the most fun way to spend an evening, but at least we're reassured that we won't go starving any times soon. And that's something we couldn't say a couple of years ago.
By the way, for those of you waiting for the big news, the wait continues. I was hoping to have something to announce on either Sunday or even today, but there have been snags and setbacks. Now it's going to be Friday at the earliest before I know something and maybe not even then. It's a pain in the ass, but I'm sorry, that's just the way it's working out.
I should also mention that this big secret is curling related. It's not personal. So for those of you emailing me wondering if Cathy is pregnant, she's not. She is not pregnant now, nor will she be in the short-to-intermediate future. We have Boo. That's enough of a cute and noisy package for us right now.
1. Monster hospital - Metric
2. Can't you figure it out? - Sloan
3. American skin (live) - Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band*
4. Hollywood nights - Bob Seger
5. Only lovers left alive - The Long Blondes