And tomorrow is Good Friday.

Tonight phoenixalpha and I are going to work on her taxes, which shouldn't take too long - I'm thinking if we're lucky we can get away with having her file on the 1040A, maybe even the 1040EZ. We're also going to scope out my apartment and figure out exactly how we're going to fit her in with all the boxes and stuff that I have yet to sort out...which reminds me that I need to clean the bathroom and talk to the super about getting the minor repairs done that I've been putting off, to say nothing about getting phoenixalpha a key to the front door and the mailbox. There will probably be a moving party at the end of the month to get all her stuff out of the duplex on 28th Avenue.

This having the place to myself, it was nice while it lasted.

I'm also going to have a short talk with mjolnier tonight about the cell phone and all the stupid crap that's been going on between him and my daughter. He seems to think I'm pissed off at him, which I guess I am, but it's more disappointment than anything else. I thought he had his head screwed on straight, but I guess I thought wrong, God damn it*. The worst part of all this is that he's acting like somebody he absolutely can't stand (no, no linky love to the ex here even if she is on LJ) and he can't see that he's doing it. Well, nobody's paying me to be his therapist and he hasn't asked me what I think, so until he gets around to asking I'm not going to have a whole lot to say to him about that or anything else.


*Obligatory Apocalypse Now reference.

And tomorrow is Good Friday.

Tonight phoenixalpha and I are going to work on her taxes, which shouldn't take too long - I'm thinking if we're lucky we can get away with having her file on the 1040A, maybe even the 1040EZ. We're also going to scope out my apartment and figure out exactly how we're going to fit her in with all the boxes and stuff that I have yet to sort out...which reminds me that I need to clean the bathroom and talk to the super about getting the minor repairs done that I've been putting off, to say nothing about getting phoenixalpha a key to the front door and the mailbox. There will probably be a moving party at the end of the month to get all her stuff out of the duplex on 28th Avenue.

This having the place to myself, it was nice while it lasted.

I'm also going to have a short talk with mjolnier tonight about the cell phone and all the stupid crap that's been going on between him and my daughter. He seems to think I'm pissed off at him, which I guess I am, but it's more disappointment than anything else. I thought he had his head screwed on straight, but I guess I thought wrong, God damn it*. The worst part of all this is that he's acting like somebody he absolutely can't stand (no, no linky love to the ex here even if she is on LJ) and he can't see that he's doing it. Well, nobody's paying me to be his therapist and he hasn't asked me what I think, so until he gets around to asking I'm not going to have a whole lot to say to him about that or anything else.


*Obligatory Apocalypse Now reference.