You know the fairground expression, what you lose on the swings you gain on the roundabouts.
This has been a week of swings, mainly, what with the tax hurry up and refile, the Misfits mishaps, the cable snafu, and today has continued the trend.
Knitting happily away, ready to start a new skein of grey when the old one ran out I found that I didn't have one. All used up.
Here auditioning a candidate for the section between here and the toe.
I'll have to do a design dance to finish the pair still looking like a pair. They don't have to match, just look as if they belong.
Then I thought I'd finish up this year's tax return and found yay, it was completed, only needed scanning and printing.
I got all the scanning done and , after one page, the printer refused to function, despite all my workarounds. So I did backups, via phone pix and scanner, and mailed the return.
I'd forgotten to bring out the paper recycling when I went to the mailbox, so I went back with the recycling container to empty it into the recycling dumpster. Whose lid came down, knocking the container out of my hand and into the depths of the empty dumpster.
Back home again for something to fish it out with, came back with a gardening rake, managed to retrieve the container and thought I'd check the incoming mail while I was there.
And found a letter from the IRS, billing me for a large sum. Payable by March 14, daily interest accruing. Evidently the letter last week instructing me to refile to claim a credit didn't apply to my case. I had wondered how it was owed.
So, a whole series of adventures on swings.
But then, balance restored with these wonderful roundabouts, starting with another item in the mail, from dear honorary granddaughter Heather
