My 3-month checkup with the retina doctor yielded another good report. I'm very thankful because I always expect the worst, of course.

This afternoon was dedicated to phone calls I've been putting off due to the fact that they were all to companies that I have complaints against or questions for and I want to get them resolved before the end of the year. Sadly, I didn't get to them all because the second call was to the IRS. I'm still not finished with the taxes for Mom's estate and after filing an amended return to her personal taxes, I received a letter stating that I was wrong, but they didn't offer any information telling me what I actually owed. And after being on hold for an HOUR before I spoke to anyone, the guy I got was clueless as to what I was talking about. His final answer was to consult a tax professional, which means I'll have to wait until January at this point. Dammit!

But Rob is coming tomorrow and then Christmas begins. Life is good!