It's Alive!

The Suburban has been spared an ignominious death, receiving a stay of execution in the last hour. It turned out to be the fuel filter. And in spite of my complaints about the redundancy of the Social Security office, I have to say I was pleasantly surprised by how quickly they processed things, once they got the information they needed. Two days has to be some kind of record.

Today's mail brought the final piece of the puzzle I needed to file our tax return. I had it all complete, with the exception of four or five ridiculously small numbers (dividends.) It was hardly worth waiting for; I don't think it made a bit of difference in the amount of tax we owed, but rules are rules. On to the next bureaucratic hurdle--dealing with life insurance companies.