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I have finally (as in all the relevant stuff has been sitting in a pile that rotates from floor to chair to sofa to desk to cedar chest top depending on where I need it not to be at any given moment for weeks now) done my taxes. Turbo-tax wants me to have a far more complicated life than I do.

The rest of the house smells foully of burnt grease (not the food sort) from my father's attempt to make the flue in the fireplace work properly. I am very very glad my door blocks most air dispersal, and is almost always closed.

It is finally raining. My car will appreciate it; the poor thing needed a bath desperately. Why is it the highway departments around here seem to regard salt as not only a wonder-drug of which more is always better, but an apparent substitute for actually ploughing the snow?

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I went to a car wash once, and thought it fairly unsatisfactory. It didn't get all the squashed bugs off the bumper. I probably will go to another one, but don't want to do it until the winter/salty road season is closer to over. And actually, aside from the undercarriage part, which I think commercial stuff does better, I was kind of thinking of finding a high school fundraiser car wash, so it'll actually get scrubbed. (ok, not that I couldn't do this myself, but I know I'd never get around to it...)