This weekend has flown by way too fast. It's already after seven pm on Sunday...where did it go? It isn't like I did anything...well nothing outside of this apartment, anyway. I have been here since five pm on Friday. In that amount of time, I have been as busy as a woman that can hardly walk can be. I did my taxes, and that took freakin' forever. This is the last year for complicated tax returns..after 2008, we have nothing left to create any sort of complication on the forms. The rental house is gone, and the capital gains tax will be paid..over a period of months, this year. We have cashed in all the retirement accounts, and the penalties will be paid in the same manner. The job searching and switching is over, at least for me..and as long as I have anything to say about it, so there won't be so many w2's anymore. No unemployment...no 1099's...no interest bearing accounts... no nothing. That also means we have nothing left financially..but I am trying to look at the bright side. So they are finished (although I surely cannot guarantee correctly) but not yet filed. But that is one major task off of my list.
Other than that, I cleaned, and managed to fall in the process..how you ask? I have no idea. But I sure did hurt my already hurting body. I think my right leg gave out and surprised me, as I was not able to catch myself.
I switched offices with the one Mark has been using, so I have my old desk back and my old workspace and I am very happy to have it. Mark left with the laptop and that made me sad, but he needs it in his work, and I have commandeered his desk top, which is way better than mine. He was here from Friday night to early this afternoon and I welcomed his help with the financial stuff, as well as with moving office equipment. It went well between us, actually. We decided though, that we are no way near ready to change anything right now, and I think that's okay with the both of us. Just being able to spend this many hours together comfortably was a giant step.
All in all, it has been a pretty good weekend, if I could just get my pain under control, without the help of pills, that is. I have not heard back from my dr - not again, anyway. I hope to hear tomorrow that he is prescribing something...anything, if he thinks it will help. I can't take too much more of this severe pain.
Other than that, life is good. I'm out.