We had some more financial stuff to take care of yesterday. It was all about trying to switch brokerage accounts over to estate accounts. Lots of hoops to jump through, for sure.
From there we stopped at the post office to mail our tax stuff to our accountant and pick up a roll of stamps. They sure have gone up, those stamps. 73 cents a piece. Ouch.
Next was Home Depot. We had to return something and then purchase a new track system for one of our closet doors that is all wonky. We found what we needed online. And it said that the store had them in stock. But could we find it? Nope. It actually got so bad that we had to ask for assistance. Sigh. Asking for directions - Classic male fail.
Next was Randall’s to pick up a prescription for me. We were gonna get gas for the car, too, but they were fresh out. Yep. No gas. It’s been a very long time since I’ve seen that. Remember the oil crisis?
And finally we went to the bank to check rates for the IRA cd’s we have there.
After lunch I remembered that there was a fire department peer support training meeting. It was led by one of the firefighters. He did a masterful job. I’m really proud of that whole group.
Galatians 5:14 says, For the entire law is fulfilled in one statement: Love your neighbor as yourself.
Father, thank you for the commitment of the peer support team. Bless those guys. Amen.
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