That's the sound of me sticking my fingers in my ears while I do the mother of all ostrich-acts over here.
Yesterday was a good day - my work is going exceedingly well and I'm reasonably speculative about a chance at full-time, telecommuting work. Plus, Todd met with a real estate team whose model he likes and he may join them in the near future.
But we can't have two pieces of good news without some form of backslide.
Today we got a letter from the IRS saying the believe our 2007 return has an error and that we owe them just under $3K.
I fired off a letter to our tax lady and then filed the whole mess under "LAALAALAALAALAA - you can't make me liiiiiisten!"
