It's raining, so I'm not practicing Tai Chi in the park. My plan for the day is a whirlwind of indoor tidying and organizing, but I have not found the motivation to actually start, yet. Tomorrow is a local multi-winery event that I am quite looking forward to, rain or not.

I walked a 5K this morning. Mac was an ass last night, stayed up all hours playing video game and kept yelling on skype with his friends waking me up. COME TO JESUS TALK is pending.

I am going to do my taxes. I still have not gotten my refund from last year, there was a whole thing where they requested I resend the front pages even though I filed online and then I sent those in, but unsigned and had to re-re-send them back, but NOTHING. I need to call this week huh.

In prep, I went through the piles of papers I have sitting about and found what I hope are most of the things I need. I found lots of paper stuffs that I do not need and have a half full recycling bin now.

My manicure from last week did not take at all, which is unusual, and I have had 3 acrylics just pull off.

Um, what else? I need to pick some music to do taxes by.

We also need to file our taxes, which involves sending the feds $3200. Oh freelance income, how I have mixed feelings about you.

We also spent an hour and a half at a soccer game this morning in 35 degrees and wind. It did seem to be a bonding experience for the parents...

I suggest Hamilton to do taxes to. (What? You can spend spare brain cells wondering what Hamilton would have made of our modern system of taxation?)

TCG's family is coming over today to help us secure the bookcases to the wall before ltc starts crawling, which should be any second now.

We also need to file our taxes, which involves sending the feds $3200. Oh freelance income, how I have mixed feelings about you.

I have a friend who's a freelancer who just found out that someone used his SSN to file taxes (to, I assume, steal his refund). He was incredibly amused that the thief found out he owed a 4-digit amount to the IRS.

Since I pay estimated quarterly taxes, I'm curious to see how close I got when I do my 2015 return. Last year I owed $95 to the feds, which I thought was pretty good since it was my first year estimating quarterly taxes. My guess is that I might even get a tiny return this year, but it doesn't matter because I have to turn around and pay my Q1 estimated taxes. (I, too, would be amused if some fool tried to file with my SSN.)

Man, taxes is on my to-do list today, but I'm pretty not jazzed about it. I have other stuff I've been procrastinating about, too, so maybe procrastinating about taxes will get my other shit done.

I did work out already this morning, so I figure I can blow off the whole rest of the day and still feel virtuous and self-righteous.

Oh, yeah, taxes. I should do that soon. Hm.

I was sort of expecting our taxes to get better instead of worse this year (last year we owed $2000) since we bought a house and that means mortgage interest deductions! But I have more freelance income this year, and I think our (actually very small) raises might have kicked our income up a tax bracket.

Yes, I am complaining about being rich. I know. I will just imagine my tax dollars going to fund wonderful things like NEH projects and the Smithsonian.

I have to file an extension for my Dad. Today my sister & I are doing some banking (putting her on Dad's accounts so if I get hit by a bus she can still pay for things), and meeting with hospice.

Later I have to do a shit-ton of baking, or spend a bunch of money at TJ's. My chorus has a snack break during every rehearsal, and everyone gets assigned one session to provide snacks for. Mine is Monday, and we have about 50 people in the chorus, so it's a lot of food. And I don't know what the other person is bringing. I think I'll make a sheet cake and get hummus and pita and baby carrots.