It was a sixty minute drive to Stockton over the worst section of California freeway EVER, not helping my mood in the least. They have been working on replacing a two mile section here for well over five years .... and it's STILL not done.
Lucky for me, traffic wasn't TOO bad and I actually remembered where his office was. I tried to double check on my phone, but the battery was again dead as a doornail. This battery problem came from the last update I installed, which I'm sure was meant to disable the phone so I would buy a new one. Can you tell what kind of mood I was in??
At any rate, we went over all the paperwork and crunched the numbers. Over the years that I lived on that ranch property, we had to pay a ridiculous amount of taxes, including inheritance taxes upon the death of my grandfather. That and the bad cattle market, threw us into bankruptcy, although there was no such thing back then. I guess the only thing we are assured of is death and taxes!!
When inherited from my parents, it was the same nonsense .... taxes up to wahzoo!!! In all the years I owned it, I've never made a dime. Every cent I made went into repairs until my brother (yes I have a brother of sorts) insisted I move out and the place be sold. My attorney said I had no choice in the matter. Since I couldn't afford to buy him out, I had to put off my retirement for several years and find the home I live in now, but the ranch never sold.
With renters in place, I wasn't able to collect enough rent to repair the roof ($18,000) or the rotten window sills from over watering ($7,000), not to mention repairs on the septic system and well. It was a BIG drain on my bank account.
Now the government is taking a huge chunk of the money I made from the sale. On April 15, I will owe $57,000 in taxes, about a third of what I made. And by the way, that income will increase my medicare and supplemental insurance so high that my social security check will be cut in half. The plan was to pay off my current home, but that isn't going to happen.
On the way home, God decided to incite me even more by throwing up a 20 mile traffic jam where I drove 25 mph or less for well over an hour. I just turned my radio up full blast and tried to ignore everything going on around me!!
In an effort to keep myself occupied, I spent the next hour at home making another wonderful Miss Terry pizza, which came out much better this time. Eating pizza at 8:00 at night isn't exactly the best thing to do, but there's nothing like a pepperoni stomach ache to keep your mind off your problems.
Today I'm trying to wrangle up some help to move my heavy sewing room cabinet to another wall. I'm pretty self sufficient, but this move requires help. Maybe I can bribe them with a little pizza and beer!! I'll have to check the couch for change!!