No one was surprised with school cancellations today. We were hit by the type of snow storm that is expected in northern Indiana. When looking out my back door, I decided we had about eight inches of snow. I suspected that the drifts would have my car pinned in the garage, and I told my son that he would be helping me plow it out. Shockingly, there was no snow against the garage. We quickly took care of a path to the road.
Determined to not let the whole day pass by, I finished laundry, cleaned the kitchen, and gave myself a headache. I finished my taxes.
Numbers are not my area of giftedness. After paying a huge (in my mind) amount last year to a tax preparation company, I decided I was smart enough to do it myself. I had all of the needed paperwork gathered. I plugged the numbers in. I compared it to last year's report. I e-filed the report. Whew. Done. I was relieved.
Then I remembered I have to help J-Man do his taxes when he is home next week for spring break. Oh, well.
It was still a successful snow day.