So, Sharon* and I filed for an extension, which meant that our filing deadline was tonight.
What this also meant was that Sharon* got her tax information together this evening.
She is an advocate for children needing special education services, and it is her true calling (that and beads), but the business end is sometimes less than well organized.
So once again we scrambled to assemble all of the data before the deadline.
I shouldn't complain, we have been together for more than 30 years, and
married for almost 30 years, and she has not made a serious effort to murder
me, unless you count the thing with the tongue. (Death by snu snu)
*Love of my life, light of the cosmos,
she who must be obeyed, my wife.
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