I really need to move. I owe 5 years of city taxes to the city I live in. It's not like I am a deadbeat or anything, it's that I freaking have city tax coming out of my checks already, and state, and federal. Why do I have to pay two city taxes? The rule round here has always been, you pay the city where you work, or the city where you live, whichever is higher. For some reason, I also have to pay my city where I live, in addition to where I work. It's a crock of shit.
Plus, I end up owing like 200 bucks. Add to that the fact that I owe around 3-400 to federal, around 100 to state, and you've got a recipe for disaster. Sure, I could have them take more out of my checks, but I don't want them using my money all year and not giving me shit back. I'd rather use it and not give THEM shit back. Relax, I at least pay my federal and state taxes.
Last year they sent me certafied mail and my MOM signed for it and I had to go to court to have my taxes done. Of course, at my house court turned out to be a lady behind a counter who did my taxes and wanted money. I thought I was getting hauled off to jail for sure.
I got another letter this week. Only my MOM isnt staying with me to sign for it, so I think I might not pick it up. I need to move. I think it's complete bullshit.
Speaking of grown ups. I dunno when this happened but it seems like everyone just stopped having fun. And by everyone, I mean people I am use to hanging out with. When you hear me say I do things, it's either with the manfriend, or with the manfriend's friends. I sit and contemplate if this is a sign that I don't need to live close to my "people" because my "people" don't hang out anymore? I don't like that part of growing up. It sucks.
I had a fabulous weekend with the manfriend. We rented 6 movies Saturday at 11pm. We went shoe shopping on Sunday. Guess what? I got new shoes. Guess what else? They are 1/2 size smaller than my previous shoes which gave me hella blisters and corns and whatever else ails my feet. I've always worn an 8 1/2. I tried on 3 brands of sneakers, all an 8. Do your feet lose weight? Even when I was thin I wore an 8 1/2.
I lost 1lb on Friday at bootcamp. Which I think is complete shit. She goes between scales and I weigh myself on mine after, mines 2lbs heavier. Always. I got home Friday and I weighed 2lbs less than I weighed in at bootcamp, meaning I really lost 4lbs. She's pissing me off with that. And..When I weighed in she said "why'd you only lose 1 pound?". I said "gee, I dunno, I work out twice a day EVERY day, and I've dropped two sizes!" So she circled stuff on my list of food. Carrots. And a snack size popcorn. 2 Cups of microwave popcorn. No butter. Apparently when eating healthy you can only eat certain vegetables. Which is the dumbest shit I've ever heard. She's not a dietician.
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