Thank God it Will Soon Be Monday! TGIM?

I took Friday off and spent it at my parent's house, organizing all of their crap. Imagine if you will 3 years worth of mail, including the junk mail, strewn about. Then add in a few legal files and viola...what do you have? A big fat mess.

My purpose for taking off was helping my dad with his taxes...that he has failed to file since 2005. Its not such a big deal for 2006 or 2007, as he had basically no income. However in 2008, he's had big capital gains. If he fails to file and pay that by this April 15, interest and penalties will mount up REALLY fast. Problem was, I couldn't even get started on 2006 until all the junk was sorted through. All of this was done to the tune of a BLARING television, as both my parents are half deaf. Too bad the Bush administration didn't add blaring TV to their various and sundry forms of torture. I can tell you from first hand experience, the prisoners would have cracked and spilled their guts, and said ANYTHING to get the noise to stop.

Anyway, 2006 is now done and ready for the CPA. Guess I'll try to do 2007 in the next couple of weeks. That way, 2008 will be on time. Yippee!

In other news, we've taken the car from my mother, due to her age. What do I discover when I get to their house today? My father has gone out frickin car shopping!

I. Lost. My. Mind.

Luckily, no car was bought and they have deigned to wait (for the moment) to allow me to find someone to drive my mom a couple days a week. I'm searching to hire someone who will drive her to the grocery store, the beauty shop, Kmart, the drug store, and just out for a drive. I figure that service has got to exist! Let's hope that they remember that they said they would wait, and my crazy father doesn't buy a new car during the week. Until this arranged and they're happy with it, i'll have a pit in my stomach imagining all kinds of dire consequences . Just what I need, more stress.

Meanwhile, T witnessed how upset I was and the following took place:

T comes up and sits next to me, hugging me asking,

T: "Are you sad Mama?"
Me: Yes baby, Grandma and Grandpa are making me really sad

T: I'll make you happy Mama (with a big smile on her face and a hug for me)
Me: Now you, always make me happy every day of the week, baby

T: (then out of the blue) I'm your family

Mission accomplished. I was a puddle at her feet. Wow, the amazing powers of my Daughter's hug, smile and kind words. Made me want to cry all the more, but for better reasons :) As I've said before... God, I love this kid! However, I can't wait to get to work and relax!

What the hell does that say about my life?

Now you understand my new saying....TGIM!