Adulting is so hard.
Couldn't find my tax returns from last year. Couldn't get the printer to work. Matthew got it working with the network but only blank pages print. So he is going to go to his brother's (they got back from Myrtle Beach abot 4 days ago & don't wear masks but they are the only ppl we could find with a working printer) and print everything out. Get a money order for my NC taxes and get it all mailed.
Because we do have issues but when I need help he is there and I don't know what I'd be doing right now if he weren't helping. Possibly calling out of work and having an anxiety attack today trying to get everything done.
Hang in there, askye. Adulting is indeed hard.
It's just occurred to me to wonder if people dying from COVID after going to parties or rallies or whatnot are getting their life insurance paid out.
-t, most likely because not technically suicide, and their beneficiaries won't get punished for the policy holder being an idiot. Not listed on the enrollment questionnaire like skydiving.
The Red Cross says I do not have COVID antibodies, which I think is good, all things considered -- like, I never thought I had it, so never made a point to stay away from people like my mother. Although of course I've been generally staying away from everyone else.
I'll be ready to start zapping.
The zapping is truly satisfying.
The Red Cross says I do not have COVID antibodies
Me, too! A benefit of platelet donation is the free test.
I wonder, Laura. IME they are almost as inclined to find ways to not pay out as medical insurance.
I certainly wouldn't put it past them. Insurance companies are evil.
It's hard to be thrilled that a Trump-endorsed candidate won a race, but Jeff Sessions got his ass handed to him in Alabama, and I take some satisfaction from that.
