I've sat here for a good 20 minutes wondering what to write about. While it may appear effortless, the constant issuing of posts, varied and (journalistic? diaretic?) in nature, the way I write here, let me assure you that there's a wee knot inside always tensing and narding itself up about it. Especially when it comes to days like this, with nothing all that scintillating to report.
Yesterday, I did the taxes.
And I filed electronically over the internet for both federal and provincial. Then I realized that I had probably made a mistake. I said to myself, there was no place to mark the sale of our home last year. Later, I remembered the question, Is there any other income received that you did not report above? Maybe that's where I should have put it. Oh well, as I understand it, it's tax free, the appreciation of your principal residence. I'll call or something.
I told you it wasn't scintillating.
The weather has changed (see, another exciting topic) and we hit 50F for the first time this year yesterday. I took Sara out again for a walk yesterday afternoon, and it was really slushy and muddy in the park. T'was beautiful and sunny though.
Okay, I'm boring myself. See ya tomorrow.