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Today, the mail contained a lot of things for Scott's attention (including a lot of bills) and three things I've put in my pile.
One of those is a kicker check. Oregon has a policy that if income from the income tax exceeds the estimates, you get a kicker check refunding the difference (percentage basis across all tax-payers). So we now get the kicker checks from 2006. And thus, I got one for my parents. Necessary, reasonable, but sorta heart-breaking. I wish Dad had been alive to get this money and do something with it. Maybe a conference or a camping trip or...who knows.
The other two just aggravate me. Two issues (Nov & Dec '07) of a magazine I have no interest in, addressed to the former owner of this house. Let me note that we have owned this house now for over five years and have never received this magazine here, in her name or otherwise, before; we haven't received any mail for her/them for several years now. Approximately: wtf?
In order to complain on their web site, I must either provide MY full personal information or HER full personal info at my address, neither of which pleases me. Thus I must wait until Monday and call their customer service line (which, after an aggravatingly-lengthy phone tree, said that if I wanted to speak to a representative, I had to call back when they were open; not unreasonable, but really annoying after you've just had to navigate an almost-impenetrable phone tree, and wtf, no voice mail?).
Oh, well. The cats are being cute and fairly well-behaved. The Christmas tree looks lovely. Scott and I played WoW last night and for a bit this morning, for the first time in so long it's ridiculous, and it was fun. The magazine is just a nuisance (but you gotta wonder why they start now...). And I'm going to have a decadently scented bath later, just for the relaxing in. Sothere. :P
One of those is a kicker check. Oregon has a policy that if income from the income tax exceeds the estimates, you get a kicker check refunding the difference (percentage basis across all tax-payers). So we now get the kicker checks from 2006. And thus, I got one for my parents. Necessary, reasonable, but sorta heart-breaking. I wish Dad had been alive to get this money and do something with it. Maybe a conference or a camping trip or...who knows.
The other two just aggravate me. Two issues (Nov & Dec '07) of a magazine I have no interest in, addressed to the former owner of this house. Let me note that we have owned this house now for over five years and have never received this magazine here, in her name or otherwise, before; we haven't received any mail for her/them for several years now. Approximately: wtf?
In order to complain on their web site, I must either provide MY full personal information or HER full personal info at my address, neither of which pleases me. Thus I must wait until Monday and call their customer service line (which, after an aggravatingly-lengthy phone tree, said that if I wanted to speak to a representative, I had to call back when they were open; not unreasonable, but really annoying after you've just had to navigate an almost-impenetrable phone tree, and wtf, no voice mail?).
Oh, well. The cats are being cute and fairly well-behaved. The Christmas tree looks lovely. Scott and I played WoW last night and for a bit this morning, for the first time in so long it's ridiculous, and it was fun. The magazine is just a nuisance (but you gotta wonder why they start now...). And I'm going to have a decadently scented bath later, just for the relaxing in. Sothere. :P
