That time again to do taxes.  Yesterday I sat with Colton to get his done, it took us about 3 hours and he is happy with his return.  I should have stopped there, I needed to stop there, I didn't stop there.  Leon said, let's start ours.  But ours takes far more time to do.  So we started them.  We were nearly done, but my hip was killing me... not just killing but KILLLLLLLLIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGG ME!  I said I couldn't even think anymore the pain was so bad.  How bad, after I went to bed, I was dreaming that my pain was so bad, it was killing him, and because he was dieing I was trying to comfort him all night.  I clearly cannot be sitting at the table for 8 hours.

So today, I'm puttering around not getting anything done.  Well, almost, we did get our taxes done and filed and that is a huge weight we love getting off our shoulders as soon as humanly possible.  We don't like doing them, so we try to get it over with instead of putting them off and having them taunt us.  Plus we always love to get our refund.  We always pay our property taxes and use it for the district convention.  Whatever else is left will pay whatever bill we need to pay.

My head is spinning.  Steph is at work at the Mercantina and Lauren is at work at Grandma's.  We need to clean the house, get the fondue stuff ready, make a salad and and and. 

On top of everything else, this squirrel was totally taunting poor Milly.  She just couldn't seem to find a way through the glass.  haha