The world did not end yesterday...

with all the potential and worrisome trauma that set its hat upon my surprisingly not yet grey head.

That certified letter from the "SD Dept of Rev" was actually from the South Dakota Dept. of Revenue and was actually something for Scott's work. Why it was addressed to me is a long and convoluted story which I won't bore you with.

But it had absolutely nothing to do with me or any potential payments I must make. It occurred to me after I picked up the letter at the post office (yes, I was there at exactly 9am!) that if it had been regarding those stocks, it would have come from the State of California, not the City of San Diego. Too bad I couldn't have thought of that earlier, right?

As for the additional taxes laden upon our former Michigan residents' heads... I could call and yell and scream all I want and it's not going to change. I'll still call, but I certainly won't expect anything.

I do plan, though, to write the local legislator. Why should I be penalized because I couldn't sell my house and had to leave it vacant while we followed a job in another state. We're certainly not the only people that have been hit with this ridiculous tax. The government is helping people in so many ways, why not suggest this one small change? You never know...

And the repairs needed on the house? We've had three contractors in this week, but haven't heard back from them yet. (I asked Scott just a minute ago if he'd gotten any emails from them. He replied that he was checking right then. A few moments later, I heard "Oh, that's not good." Naturally, I assumed he was talking about the house and promptly felt my heart jump into my throat. Nope. He was talking about something else entirely. I'm trying to see the humor in that little vignette. LOL)

Thanks for the positive thoughts and prayers since I posted yesterday. I appreciate the commiseration!