Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
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.
Add me to the financially irresponsible bench. I see-saw between being responsible and not, but I've made enough big mistakes that I'm still paying for them.
The last few days I've been pretty dang lazy...enjoying vacation with zero agenda. My body was finally not hurting and I was beginning to think that my aches and pains were more mental than anything. Then I went out for a big grocery shop trip. My foot hurts and my back hurts. I'm on the couch with a heating pad and an alcoholic drink. As CJ put it "Mom, there is a reason you are having surgery in Feb". Yeah. There is.
Home again, home again. My apartment is COLD!
This has been a very long day and I am tired.
I have my mortgage holder pay my property taxes for me, which works out pretty well except my monthly escrow payment keeps going up. Sucks. I used to be very financially responsible but nsm lately. I am trying to turn over a new leaf and get back to my penny pinching ways, we'll see how that goes.
I am trying to turn over a new leaf and get back to my penny pinching ways, we'll see how that goes.
Well, you just got free hair color so that's a start.
Everyone in the fucking world is in this airport at midnight. What the fuck.
OMG! My tiny little Billy the Kitten Neko Atsume figure has a tiny, tiny little butt hole molded into him! No, I didn't go looking for it, he fell over and I wondered what that itty bitty X was under his tail. I was going to take a picture to share with you all, but I couldn't bring myself to point a camera at the butt-end of a tiny plastic cat.
Some good news for Gizmo, I spoke to the vet yesterday and the plan is to reattach his lip to his lower jaw (in its correct position) again now that he's grown some connective tissue on top of the bone. So with luck he won't be disfigured or have a pocket of skin on the underside of his jaw that has to be flushed out as I'd feared.
Also good news for me, the vet said they weren't going to be charging me further boarding fees during Gizmo's recovery, and were going to reassess his medical bills to bring the price down some. I think the little fella has been earning his keep by charming everyone at the pet hospital and getting a discount.
So our governor issued an executive order allowing people to pre-pay their 2018 property taxes and avoid hitting the new $10k limit on property tax deductions, which would be great if (a) local tax collection agencies had any idea how to invoice 2018 property taxes in 2017 or (b) the IRS knew how the hell the new tax bill is even supposed to work.
(Or (c) my property taxes are paid into an escrow account as part of my monthly mortgage bill, so I don't even know how pre-paying them would help?)
The escrow doesn't matter, it is when the taxes are actually paid. They would have to be paid early by the bank.
My real estate taxes aren't over $10k anyway, fortunately. A lower corporate rate helps me since the business makes way more than me. This does zero to make me feel any better about this horrible tax bill. Come on 2018, change everything. Please.
Way to go, Gizmo!
If I had any doubts about the effectiveness of this Aptensio stuff for me, running out for a while has thoroughly convinced me. So much easier to get out of bed and do stuff! Applying my superpowers to correctly inputting invoices seems like kind of a waste, honestly.
Well, you just got free hair color so that's a start.
Indeed! Accepting gifts from generous friends and acquaintances is something I still struggle with convincing my inner self-sufficient hermit is ok, but can't argue with the results.