Sunday, January 12, 2014

Stalked by tax gnomes

Being to feel stalked by tax gnomes. Tried to work on them for three days to get the stupid things out of my hair, and each time stuff happens. One day it was dealing with a computer virus. Yesterday it was the washing machine breaking with soapy clothes in it. By the time we drained it, rinsed stuff out in the bathtub, took it over the neighbors to finish and went to Lowe's to buy a new one (that won't be delivered until Tuesday morning), I was done.

Girls just want to have fun; instead, we get to do taxes.

No comments:

Post a Comment