Times are stressful in the Frinklin house. This weekend we finally did the “Please-please-PUHLEEZE-give-us-money-for-a-house” bit with her parents. They’re thinking about it. The wife put in for a transfer up to Seattle. My job is 3 weeks away from dissolution. This morning I had to get up and go to an interview that turned into a marathon. I was in at 8:30 and they didn’t release me until damn near noon. Such fun that is. What was nice is that the office is close to Ensie’s, so we caught lunch together. It was a tough, long day for her too, and we’re both stressed about our rather liquid situation.
So, what does my wife do to relax after coming home?
Her taxes, what else? What better way to unwind than pouring over a 1040?
Ensie loves to do her taxes. I mean loves them. She starts looking forward to tax time in November. It’s like a continuation of her holiday season. She signed up for this thing at Bob’s Hogs and Wiener Pigs to get her W2 forms early. It arrived today and she was off to the races. Now that she’s done, she’s sitting down to a nice dinner of Fritos, onion dip and Hershey Kisses with Caramel. Lest I forget she has a magazine and two-half read books to keep her busy all at the same time.
I’m really worried that any future Little Frinklins are going to end up with both our quirks. We’ll end up with brainy, shy kid obsessed with video games and tax preparation that’s capable of reading three books at once while eating everything except real food.
The future can be scary.
Posted by Frinklin at January 24, 2005 07:00 PMDo you think your wife would like to do my taxes for me?
Posted by: Eagle at January 25, 2005 02:27 AMMarathon interviews are a usually good thing, particulary if the marathon is unplanned (presuming it's a job you want). The marathon means they are seriously interested, interested enough to invest divert time to you.
When I was actively involved in hiring, our typical interviews involved having the candidate do a series of one-on-one or one-in-two meetings with existing staff, scheduled over half of a day. (We would have already done background checks and completed a phone interview, so coming in everyone knew this was a serious interview.) After the first one or two meetings, I would meet with some of the other key people and make a decision as to whether we should continue the interview. Stopping the interview was like getting the black dot.
Posted by: Steve at January 25, 2005 06:35 PMHas your wife thought about doing taxes professionally? My mother did that as a second job (she also loved doing taxes -- freaks come in pairs, apparently) and made decent money at it with H&R Block, then later on her own as a tax examiner.
Posted by: Mark at January 26, 2005 07:10 AM