You know, like the Talking Heads Song??? Mike has been working on taxes for about 6 hours now. He asked me to fill out one corporate form since it seemed simple. Of course, they changed the form to something that does not make sense compared to past years. This is a form for something I understand. So I was not any help to Mike.
I filled the time by cleaning, paying bills, and cooking a nice dinner (including vanilla cupcakes for dessert). So I did all the proverbial chick work. I suddenly become a neat freak when numbers come up, so thank God Mike has a clue about that stuff. I think a version of hell for me would be to make me an accountant.
Yesterday we went to a St. Paddy's parade in White Plains. It was pretty big, and people were partying in the streets. When we went out at night (9:30 ish) all the bars were still packed with really drunk paraders. There were a lot of cops and firemen, some playing their bagpipes in the street. So it is possible that I will celebrate St. Pats day twice (although I usually do not do anything for St. Pat's day and only had a Guiness to celebrate yesterday).
Of course, I wiped out on some ice this morning and quickly forced my ailing knee into full flexion (that felt good!). I do not think I made it worse, but it did not help matters any. It is truly depressing how little of a workout an arm ergonmeter can be! I am going to have a huge upper body when my knee is better.
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