Time to work?

Here is the last puzzle that we worked in Branson.  It was 1000 pieces, but they were all there!  No telling when I'll get to work a puzzle, again.  I can see this teaching thing is WORK!

It wasn't that bad, although it wasn't a piece of cake and it ate up all day.  It reminds me that when we retired Don and I always wondered how we ever had time to work.  I'm wondering that right now!  Thank goodness the teacher I'm subbing for in the morning doesn't have a first hour class, so I don't have to be there until 8:45.  I'll be there at 8:30, but I've got to get to bed.  (Tomorrow I'm subbing for the social studies teacher in the middle school; I can handle that.)

I know I whined and whined about taxes when I was doing my corporate taxes.  But, I'm working on the personal ones, now.  With the stocks and Don's death, so that I inherited his half, it all gets very complicated.  I thank God that Jerry (my brother-in-law) is very clued into how to do all that stuff and he's working on it in Houston while I work on it here.  I'm hoping we can finish them up soon.  That's what I've wrestled with ever since I got home from school.

I was supposed to sub for the Home Ec. teacher today, but when I got there she was there and they put me in Government, History and Algebra 2.  I survived.  The kids survived, and all that seemed easy compared to the taxes!  My granddaughter, Jessie, is playing softball in OKC Saturday and Gracie has a soccer game, so I'm going to go breathe some fresh air this weekend and watch them play.  I'll go tomorrow after school and spend the night with Trish, so I won't be driving in the dark.  Jessie's last game is at 2, so I can get home Saturday before dark.  Then I'll tackle the taxes on Sunday afternoon.  God got me this far, He'll get me through these taxes, too.