Busy little bee

If someone had told me that I'd still be writing accounting exams into my thirties...I'd would've had them killed.

Honestly, there is nothing more boring than accounting exams, 'specially if you don't have the time to study (re. file that under KIDS)

The nasty one is Thursday afternoon...

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Plans are under way for the eventually relocation to the beautiful (underwater?) land of British Columbia...

Met with the agent we'll use to sell the house. She suggested (surprise!) more work to make the house presentable for sale. Like we've got the time or extra cash lying around. We'll do what we can...

Took some quotes on moving all our stuff (Oh the internet is a wonderful thing for actually figuring out what something costs!) It's a lot cheaper than I thought and companies are falling all over each other to send quotes.

And we are also debating the swapping of the Krautmobile and Rue's chariot (our two cars) into something a little more family-practical (hey, I'm hoping to be a soccer dad. It might actually get me back into watching sports for more than ten minutes at a time...)

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My current job just keeps on pissing me off more and more and more...I still feel a small twinge of guilt about the fact that I'm just working there until our moving plans get activated, but that twinge gets smaller and smaller for every stupid manual task that gets dropped on my desk that any decent, written in the 1990's software package could do instantly...

Well, that's all for now. I'm too tired to rant about anything at the moment. I promise something else will piss me off soon...