Going postal

First task of the day. Not too long after 7:00 AM. This was to drop off two of the five checks I will write this year. Most years, I write three, all for various property taxes. This year I was tasked with writing two income tax related checks.

The GG was in a minor panic because the tax stuff got delivered a day later than expected, a day when he wanted to be out of town. Well. I *can* write checks. I *can* follow instructions (from the accountant). I drove over to the post office to mail them because people have been known to grab checks out of the drive-up drop boxes, “wipe” them clean (how?), and put their own name and amount on them. I would have thought this was an urban legend except that I first heard about it from a good friend, one I talk to weekly, because it had happened to her. And then somebody blew up the drive-by mailboxes at one of the Planet Ann Arbor post offices. I mean exploded them. With some sort of bomb. I went early today because there’s almost no traffic then. After dropping off the checks, I texted this photo to the GG and I could FEEL his relief through my phone when he texted an emphatic THANKS. Don’t wanna be late filing the taxes. (We have documents that don’t arrive until sorta late.)

I didn’t go early to the grock store as I had tentatively planned. Bad thing but I had morning meetings I needed to do some prep for so there you are. When I did go, it was NOON and traffic everywhere was a frickin’ mess. I did manage to get “my” u-Scan though. The Plum Market checkout process is always fast even the day before Thanksgiving or xmas.

Man oh man, coaching a new colleague is challenging my poor old brain but in a good way. They are helping me remember all the stuff I forgot years ago🤣 Keeping me young?😵‍💫

One Response to “Going postal”

  1. Margaret Says:

    It’s always a relief when tax stuff is DONE. I hated this time of year when Patt was self-employed and our taxes would go in later than I liked or even with extensions. (YUCK)