In case you have not paid incredibly close attention, I am in a business that must collect sales taxes, and pay up occasionally. In my case that is twice a year, January and July. We lucky fools use the Ohio Business Gateway. For all it's fine name, it's a complex program that is easy after twenty years of bi-annual use, and probably a year of daily use. I'll never be in either category again.
Texting back and forth with my sister I discovered her Ohio sales were sufficient to earn a five dollar discount. That's another joke; the discount for collecting, banking and then remitting "their" money does not cover the cost of the credit cards we collect it on. And that's a really old gripe.
Speaking of gripes, my left heel and sole of my foot hurt enough to cry, if I wanted to. I just moan and shuffle. I see the surgeon who repaired my femur on Tuesday. I'm beginning to wonder if they pinned my ankle somehow to aid in screwing in that long shaft. I sure will ask him.
I believe I mentioned the EMT fellows cut off ALL my clothes down to my skivvies before they transported me. My favorite front button fleece--zip--up the sleeve, across the shoulder seem, twice and it was history. And I know all their names and begged them not to cut anything. Today I asked Amazon to send me a new fleece jacket. But first I had to find it.
"Front button fleece jacket" only returned pullovers with decorative buttons on the front. Fools. Eventually I flipped enough pages to find a category, For the Older Woman. After I got over the aspersion I clicked, and there they were! Front button fleece jackets. I bought an even better one. A green, Aran knit, front button cotton jacket. Sadly, I cannot copy the picture to show it off. Oh, well.