The Parakeet is like so many moms. She works downtown a few hours a week. She has her own business that takes time, too. She cooks. She plays with her child. She wants to do fun and exciting things as a family. She wants to stay in touch with friends. Her husband also works. He also has his own business. She tries to blog and read and exercise…the list goes on.
Occasionally (and it seems more often lately) someone will say to her, “How do you do it all?” The Parakeet usually responds with something like, “all you have to do is visit my house to know I don’t do it all. There is laundry to be put away and some pretty old leftovers in the fridge…”
They chuckle. HaHa.
But the truth is, most of the time, the Parakeet prides herself on being pretty organized with time, pretty relaxed under these “pressures”, pretty good-to-go with 2 cups of coffee and six hours of sleep.
Lately, like the in the past week lately, a few instances have risen up to remind the Parakeet she is not, in fact, ‘doing it all’.
They range from funny and irritating to OH SHIT! You all deserve to hear about them.
The Huz and Parakeet decided they wanted to buy Little O a wagon for his 2nd birthday. A beautiful Red Wagon. You know the one. They wanted to support their local toy store, but after talking to the owner – he said their best bet was to get it online or from one of the “big guys”, but that the “big guys’ mostly carry plastic. So – they went to good old Amazon.com and found just what they were looking for. They were clicking around discussing shipping and other nuances of the purchase, and Little O was getting quite frustrated that no one was playing with him. The Parakeet said she would order it later when he was asleep. So later that night, she ordered the wagon. Hooray! Thursday night, two wagons arrived at her door. Sure Enough – she had ordered it twice. On two different credit cards. !!!???? Little O is awesome but he does not need two wagons. So….she had to refuse one and hopefully will be refunded the entire amount in a few days…oops
Registering for classes with the Chicago Park District is a special pleasure. 95% of registration is done online. Awesome. Classes are 100% full after 15 minutes. Seriously. Not Awesome. In order to prepare for this virtual stampede, one must plan ahead (The Parakeet’s specialty, right?). You can view all available classes a week ahead of the Registration Date. You can put the classes on a wish list. Then, at 9AM SHARP on the appointed day – you just “register” your wishlist and are hopefully one of the first ones. This Fall, the Parakeet had chosen for Little O a Swimming Class (to take with Daddy) and another Gymnastics class. She put two times for each in the cart (you have to be flexible, people). She made a note on the kitchen calendar and in her planner. It’s perfect to do on a Monday morning because she is downtown and the toddler can not distract her. On Monday at work, she looked up to see it was 11AM!! Curses!! NOT A SINGLE CLASS LEFT AT ANY TIME.
She will wait in line for an hour on Saturday morning to maybe get into the swim. She has also applied for financial aid for this fantastic music class, so cross your fingers….
Before you say, “he doesn’t need all those activities” please remember that he is a two year old boy in an apartment in the city. These two classes will fill up 2 out of the many hours there are in a week.
And then….the kicker. A cute little envelope from the Illinois Department of Revenue arrived this week. You residents of Florida and Texas may not understand this, but here in the mid-west we pay State Income Tax. It’s withheld (from regular jobs) just like the Federal stuff. The Russells were expecting a small refund. The Parakeet had wondered why they hadn’t received it yet, but felt like looking into it was just not a priority. Well, the letter said they owed $xxxx in taxes and had withheld nothing, so they now owed $xxxx plus a late fee and 10% was due immediately or they were going to be drug out of the house by their fingernails for all of the city to see. AHH. What? Why would nothing be withheld?
The small print said, “do you disagree? then mail us your W-2s and prove it”. The Parakeet thought, well duh, those get sent in with the return. You should have them! Was Illinois just sending these notices out willy-nilly because they are in a terrible financial situation? So, the Parakeet did a little investigating back into her files where she found her W-2s from last year in order in a neat little stack with the copy for the state still attached. SERIOUSLY? She had sent her return in WITHOUT W-2s attached. What an idiot. She has now enclosed those W-2s in an envelope and sent them back to the state hoping for the best.
2011 may warrant an accountant….