'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
We did! Will probably be moving mid or late summer, depending on when the close date is, but after what happened last year I'm skittish about talking about it...still, we did sign the contract so I guess it's actually going to happen this time?
This is the house: [link]
Wow, Jess, that's some big time adulting! I vote you sneak in some ice cream, at least. Also, reveal more about this alleged house.
Oooh, nice!
This is the house:
Mad Man country!
That is some awesome adulting, Jess! Go you.
I made a good start today--I made it to OSH and Costco by 10:00, but now I seem to have stalled. I should change that.
Very nice, Jess! Cautious congrats!
Lovely house!
I didn't sleep well last night--combo of coughing fits (part of recent bout with the flu I'm recovering from), extra-snoring husband (one of HIS flu after-effects), and mostly TV rage (which you can read about in Boxed Set if you're so inclined). So I spent the morning dozing and reading and am now trying to get myself awake and functional enough to adult despite having had maybe 3 hours of sleep total. Gronk....
Woohoo, Jess!
think our (actually very small) raises might have kicked our income up a tax bracket.
Only the additional income, over whatever line, would be subject to a higher rate. It's probably the freelance stuff.
This morning I made the run to the community household hazardous waste collection and was boggled yet again how no one gets run over/into in the chaos. Was also amused at the young man who was surprised by the weight of a five-gallon bucket of paint. More stuff gone. Then had lunch and listened a middle-aged man teach a younger man how to navigate the Internet (I need to hang out at the local McDonald's more often, it's a hive of interesting little meetings). Then to the grocery store to get Diet Coke and dark chocolate miniature Reese's cups (of the devil, so yummy), then to the comics store.
Now when I'm done here I'll watch Cadfael DVDs and do the hot weather/cold weather swap of the wardrobe.
To that end, how stained would a tank top have to be before you're embarrassed to donate it to the homeless shelter? I'm trying not to keep shirts I wouldn't wear to work, but I feel bad for expecting someone in need to wear them.