Worst Is Over

The day I’ve been dreading for a year is behind us: meeting with our advisor for 2020 taxes.

I guess it could have been worse. I greatly underestimated what we’d owe as a result of the sale of 11 Edgewater. This morning, I set up a payment plan with IRS and an online account with Mass.

Aside from that, it’s a pleasant morning. Ron let me sleep in, started the laundry and took care of Teddy, who was acting strangely, as has been happening since the start of the new season.