A Week Off

Today is my first day of vacation. I was tentatively planning on going back east to visit my mother, but this Sunday is the memorial service for Doug, our fallen member from the chorus. The chorus is singing for him, and I really want to be a part of it. And will.
I did my taxes today, and I am paying the government due to my mutual funds doing so well. I have converted from class B to class A, which has a higher yield. This off sets my mortgage interest credit enough to where I have to pay. Which is weird because I get taxed on my capital gains AND I get taxed if I then cash in those stocks. So it's double taxation which doesn't make much sense to me. Nothing sure in this life except death & taxes.
My afghan is coming along quite nicely, just working on the border right now. Since it is in the high 90's, it's perfect timing. Ha!
I looked into cashing in my rewards on my credit card for my upcoming trip to Miami in July. I would have to use 25,000 points and still pay $320 for a round trip ticket. Will also have to pay for the hotel all the days that I spend there. Haven't heard back from Don yet, so I'm not sure if I'm splitting my week in half. I would really like to see the knuckle-head again, but I need to confirm the details since there is a conflict with the dates.
I took out the "bump master" on Saturday; popped in a T.I.M. movie; broke out the "elbow grease;" and went to town. Surprised about how much I was able to get in after a long absence. I still can't get to the base, but I think I'm off by two bumps. Which means that I still can't accommodate myself - not that it would be physiologically possible anyway.
Bathroom remodel has come to a crashing halt. The contractor has been AWOL for about a week now. Don't have any explanations.
I think Dr. Michael is history. He said that his sister and her family made a surprise visit this past weekend. I'm ready to write that one off.