Well, the West African Gold Mine went to another contractor and it was someone my husband has worked with before. A good man, so I can't be too upset, and at the same time, it slightly sucks. Pardon my slip.
No phone calls to day, except to say... no.
Rod and I have gone thru 10 or more boxes of paperwork... tiny little waded up receipts, etc. for taxes. When we finally get done, approx 45 boxes of paperwork, receipts, contacts, etc. will have been uncovered and accounted for.
So, having him home to help... priceless! He's never had to be so hands on before, and it's really, really nice to have help. It's always been up to me... almost 21 yrs of marriage and he's helped for an hour here or there.
With Rod being home to go thru boxes... and now to help seperate for taxes, I'm a bit torn with my emotions. Sucky, disappointed and scared one moment... and then I see how much we've gotten done, weeding thru crap and finally on to tax paperwork, I'm blown away and want to do a little happy dance. I'm all over the board and it's not like me.
I guess that's why I'm sharing here... an outlet to express my concerns, fears, etc.
Oh... guess what? I made an appt last week with a CPA in downtown Pensacola on June 15th, to have 5 yrs of taxes done. I think he fell out of his chair when I called him, but he recovered quickly enough. Ha! I'm hoping to have almost everything to him on that day, with any extra info by the end of the month. I'm staying on target here and it's almost overwhelming. I was starting to stress a bit about meeting my goal... and while I was still busy with other things, Rod jumped up and said he would start the tax stuff.
I guess overall... today has been a wonderful day. Just not what I was wanting or hoping for, but AWESOME anyway.
Tomorrow will be another day and another opportunity for Rod to get a call.
Keeping fingers and toes crossed, and hoping and wishing here in Pensacola. Thank you all!