Oh, I remember what I was going to say. We got new copies of all our tax stuff, so we can do our taxes now. I’ll have to do that this weekend. Which is to say, I’ll go over to H&R Murphy and get Mom to do ’em. :)
Oh. And we got another letter from the IRS, who finally explained what the actual damned problem was in words that I understood, and I’m afraid they might be right, we might owe them money. Blblbht.
So that wasn’t very exciting, was it?