Good, good news. Taxes done. I do not owe. Despite the sheer ridiculousness of working in NY and living in NJ and getting fucked up the ass for it, I do not owe. Amazing shit. I tried to say I had three tax write-offs, I mean children, but when they asked for Duncan, Chad, and Lois' social security numbers, I had to give up the ruse. I told the tax preparer maybe I could pop out a kid before next March; she said maybe I should just buy some property instead. Um, that's not going to happen. It will feel like an albatross around my neck. You don't do that to Sagittarians.
So, I am going SOMEWHERE next September!!!! Princess of Sweden....your presence will be required in Jersey! It has to be that long because I want to lose more weight, I don't like summer weather, and I have to stay on a project that will end in August. I'm hoping for at least 10 days of travel.
I want the destination to be Italy I really do, the blood of my ancestors is calling me, but now I have to start scouring the earth to find a good yet worthwhile deal. I'm not able to spend A LOT of money and last year my funds barely got me 3 days in Bermuda. So realistically, my backup may have to be Ireland or somewhere stateside like St John's or the OuterBanks. So, we'll see what my research finds. Nudge, nudge to my sweet niece who said she'd help me with Italy...it is time!
Losing Weight; Finding Men
"Never make someone a priority in your life when you are just their option."