Attics have secrets – In the back corner of the attic, we found a box of income tax returns going back to 1996. No, you don’t need to keep them back that far. They got pushed out of sight and mind. I had to go through them to shred anything with identifying information. Back then the IRS instructions came in a thick catalog that must have killed a tree or two. Receipts, forms, extra forms! So much paper! Everything is digital these days, you forget. I also forgot how cheap the real estate taxes were and still we complained. Maybe the lesson is not to have an attic as it attracts things you don’t need or don’t stay in the same house for such a long time.
Hospitals aren’t fun – Someone fell off a ladder this week and ended up in the ER with staples in his head. It wasn’t me. I tried to take the beloved husband to a walk-in center and when they saw the river of blood flowing from his head they said “to the ER!” It takes forever there. We blew the entire afternoon! They gave us doggie piddle pads to sop up the blood and we waited. It took two hours to see a doc. They did a CAT scan and all is well. It wasn’t a bad fall but he’s an easy bleeder. He looked like his aortic artery was torpedoed! He says his “landing spots” are sore and he can’t go through a metal detector anytime soon.
Help is good – We don’t ask for help often. We do things ourselves. This past weekend the beloved husband’s daughter flew east to help out. We got so much done with her riding herd on us. After she left we had to rest. We were exhausted but in a much better place. At our age we need to consider help with big projects like moving. What we really need is less stuff. She took a few “treasures” with her.