Sweet Relief

1. I'm done! Those nasty, stressful tax forms are gone and sent off to Uncle Sammy. Good enough. What a relief to have it over with. Procrastination sucks. I really need to stop procrastinating. I'll get right on that. It might have to wait until next week, though.
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2. I did it. I talked to Old Guy and we are reducing our appointments to once every other week. He was cool about it and I appreciate that very much. It was hard for me to approach the subject because I wanted to be honest, but I didn't want to hurt him with it. There has been enough hurt here. Maybe I have made some room for something else now. I just need some room.

3. I am intrigued about what I might have made room for. I really need something good. Maybe I will get it. Stranger things have happened, so I know it is possible.

4. I spoke with my son yesterday. I was very impressed that he asked so many questions about his new tenants, his finances and even his tax liability! He asked these questions with a conservative slant and expressed his appreciation for the work my husband and I do to keep his interests going. I knew this day would come. I'm so proud and happy for him. I think he is finally in a mental space where he can take enough interest to ask such detailed questions and let me know some of his goals! (Not everything about prison is bad. They frown on psyche 'meds' in there and I really think he is so well because he is free from brain-damaging poisons now.) This conversation felt so good to me. Good. Good good good! This makes me happy. I will do anything I can to help him further his goals and just getting such a clear sense of his hope THRILLS me. I love that kid madly.

5. My two oldest daughters were nominated by one of their teachers for a very prestigious academic award. And one of them (the published poet) received an award from the Daughters of the American Revolution for her entry in the American history essay contest! This is way too awesome!!

6. The littlest insisted on filling out her own birthday party invitations because she's 'big now'. Too cute. You should have seen her all serious and attentive to detail. I know who I'm going to hit up to do my taxes when I'm too old to hack it someday. Yes, if I haven't gotten off my stubborn, procrastinating ass and hired an accountant by then, I suspect it will be the sparkly-eyed Little S. For now, I am enjoying seeing how it is for her (about to turn 10) feeling 'big now'. She can write and spell and everything, peoples! She is proficient and she likes it. She's huggable, too.
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7. Sometimes I feel like I finally obtained the key to freedom myself, couldn't figure out how to use it properly, so I gave it to my girls. They know how to use the key, so I'm glad I fought to get it. Maybe everything I thought I was doing for me was actually for them. Or not. There might still be something here for me, too. I just don't know what it is yet. Or maybe all of this, what I do for myself and my family and what I can give to my children IS it. When I figure it out, y'all will be the first to know.

8. In the meantime, I'm just grateful for the family I have built with my husband and I'm grateful that my tax burden is off my very messy desk and in the mail. And now? I dunno. Maybe I might rest or have some bit of enjoyment or something. Stranger things have happened...