Ha ha, looks like our mortgage company paid taxes to two separate schools districts on our behalf. I don't have kids, but something seems funky about that.
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Oh, even better! We got a revised bill from the city, when they apparently figured out we were not in their school district, and the mortgage company paid ALL THREE BILLS. Original bill (which included the wrong ISD), corrected bill (which had only our real estate taxes) and other ISD. So they double-paid our property taxes and paid the wrong ISD.
Dear Dana's mortgage company:
STOP HELPING.
I have unfairly maligned the mortgage company. It's the city that fucked up. And frankly, I'm happier with that state of affairs, because I expect city governments to fuck up.
For some reason, they granted one of us a homestead exemption, but not the other. So they split the tax bill in two, and for some reason I guess one person is assigned to one school district and one person to the other one.
We see the accountant Saturday, so we may just throw ourselves on her mercy rather than calling the city tomorrow.
Wow, Dana, that's impressively convoluted!
The person misusing my email changes their Comcast password a lot & orders weight watchers smoothie flavors that sound vile. (I don't like raspberry 'flavor'. Or French vanilla.)
Another day wfh because work didn't officially open until 10, but I was working at 7.
Do you live near a state line, Dana? They could split you between states to really mix things up.
ION, I would really appreciate it if we could wait at least two weeks before society collapses.
Do you ever wonder how French vanilla differs from vanilla?
Katie went to hockey tonight so I made chicken tikka masala for me and the twins. NOM.
I took a sick day from work thanks to feeling crummy from working on my laptop all night. Started to feel guilty, but it was going to be a quiet day for me and this uses up excess leave hours that I'm always scrambling to use before losing at year's end. And the curling up in bed in a quiet apartment for several more hours worked wonders for my headache.
Also good to introduce my best friend and the Mrs. to a really good Mexican place in a neighboring small town for dinner tonight, which was fun. My fajitas came in a big cauldron carved out of volcanic rock!
It tastes like the antibiotic I threw up when I was 7. I haven't an idea what differentiates it, but I can taste the flavor without being told the name. It's NOT vanilla.