I was out on the back porch this afternoon and heard a bird call.
It was something like "tweet-tweet, tweet-tweet-tweet, tweet."
So I whistled it as close as I could.
The bird answered back with an extra 'tweet'.
I responded.
We did it 10 times and I was amazed.
I was talking with a bird!
Though I have no idea what either of us were saying....
I worked for five hours today and am ready to go to H&R Block tomorrow!
Yea!!!
It gets harder to get done every year.
We save all the right stuff--but a year's worth of stuff is STUFF!
But it's done and I'm so relieved.
Probably owe taxes, but we'll see.
I've known him since 1972.
He's a West Virginian, like me.
We've been through a lot together.
Several months ago he fell down the stairs from his apartment and has been recovering ever since.
We're going to his birthday party tonight. There will be lots of mutual friends there.
We gave him a wide wheel chair as his gift. I don't know how long he will continue to need it. Not long, I pray.
I haven't visited him as much as Bern has since the accident.
I just can't stand to see him like that.
I love him too much.
Alas.
Usually, on Wednesdays I go up to Milton for Bible Study.
But it's cancelled until after Easter.
So, I'm off on Wednesdays.
I'm also off this coming Sunday.
This is what being truly retired is like.
I'm not sure I enjoy it.
But Palm Sunday and Easter are coming.
I look forward to it, so very, very much.
Alas....
I'm terrible at doing taxes. I have our dining room table covered with paper and I'm not done.
I have an appointment at H@R Block on Monday, so I better hurry up.
I never believed my retired priest friends who told me I'd be better off financially when I retired.
But I am--retired and still working part time.
The church pension fund is great--so is social security and Trinity Church, Milton.
We're doing well.
Had to open an account at a new bank months ago when we reached the limit on what our bank would guarantee.
Money isn't a problem.
Doing taxes is!!!
It's been raining all day.
In fact, it seems like it's been raining since Trump took office.
The things he and Musk are doing break my heart and pour rain on my head.
Courts are standing up on some of it--but the President seems to ignore the courts in some ways.
Hopefully he is making judges and even the Supreme Court a bit argumentative.
Maybe they can stop the rain or slow it down.
I don't feel safe any more--and I was born in the USA!
People who weren't really don't feel safe.
And for good reason.
God help us....
I didn't have church today and won't next Sunday either. I celebrate three Sundays a month and March has five.
It doesn't seem like Sunday if I don't have church.
Just another day. A day without a dollar.
People ask me why I'm still working at 77. I tell them "it's the only way I know I'll go to church."
They usually laugh, but it's true.
On days like today and next Sunday I don't go to church.
I love celebrating at church but not just attending.
If that's bad of me, I'm ok with that....
