Is it Labor Day yet?
Tax season is just dragging on and on. Will it never end? There’s nothing like an impending tax deadline to remind those taxpayers who haven’t filed in the last five years or so that they should consider doing it. And that usually means tomorrow.
(Deep breaths)
So here’s the scoop:
I’m exhausted and crabby. Amy hasn’t slept well in days which means that she spends her entire waking time crying about everything: Kathleen’s shoe fell off (Kathleen’s her doll), Duckie has an ant on it, Katie looked at her funny, Charlie took his sock off… I am hopeful that her appointment with the ear, nose and throat specialist at Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia will offer some solutions. Her sleep has been restless, in part, due to chronic congestion. She also complains of headaches and occasional neck stiffness. So, off to a specialist we go!
Katie has apparently been brilliant at school all week but not so much at home. Since she shares a room with Amy, I’m blaming her behavior on being tired since Amy isn’t sleeping well. It makes me feel better to think that way anyhow.
On the plus side, my credit cards weren’t stolen. My good friend had hers taken last week from a local bookstore while she was reading books with her children. The freakin’ thieves spent $1500 in three hours at Target, Staples and Best Buy.
And even more on the plus side, my business breakfast today went off without a hitch. I’ll post more about it tomorrow.
Must. sleep. now.