Personal property assesment letters for taxes just came out... guess I didnt get that piece of mail this week.. was it the missing mailbox? I swear Mr. Tax collector... I open all my mail!
The good news is my property was assessed lower. Bad news is, still have to pay taxes on a property that is no good. The guy helping me showed me the breakdown of the taxes... Maplewood Richmond Heights yanks a full 5% of everyone's taxes where Parks and Rec only get a .01%.... hmmm. Today I learned a helpful equation to guestimate what you owe:
Assesed value $ x 19% + $23 Metropolitan Sewer Upcharge= what you owe the BOE in STL County.
Appraised Value= what you could sell it for
Assessed Value= what the county/city thinks they can tax you on.
Deal or No Deal? Guess who gets to go to the Board of Appeals Commission... this lucky girl! Now all you haters out there; I know you are still jealous.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Stranger Angels
Yesterday my best buds Inas and Buthaina were bossing me around putting me into a bed.
"Guurl, you need to take a nap" as Inas handed me an envelope. This was the second donation envelope she has organized from her lawfirm, Stange Law Firm.
Inside read a handwritten note on a piece of scrap paper- torn off the bottom from a stranger, a stranger angel.
When things go wrong, as sometimes will.
When all in life seems going uphill.
Don't you quit. Quitters never win. Winners never quit.
Our possessions are temoral, just a loan we pass through life.
God provided them one at a time, he can provide them again, just ask. Thanks, Worth.
Thank you Mr. Worth for your kind donation and Stranger Angel poetic wisdom.
"Guurl, you need to take a nap" as Inas handed me an envelope. This was the second donation envelope she has organized from her lawfirm, Stange Law Firm.
Inside read a handwritten note on a piece of scrap paper- torn off the bottom from a stranger, a stranger angel.
When things go wrong, as sometimes will.
When all in life seems going uphill.
Don't you quit. Quitters never win. Winners never quit.
Our possessions are temoral, just a loan we pass through life.
God provided them one at a time, he can provide them again, just ask. Thanks, Worth.
Thank you Mr. Worth for your kind donation and Stranger Angel poetic wisdom.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Pet Resumes
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Mow the lawn tomorrow
Last week my primary and painstaking worry was to spread the damn pile of mulch in the driveway. Lazy bones I kept telling myself, regardless of a shoulder injury from the week prior's mulch enterprise. When my roomate kicked the window screen out in the fire he threw out his entire professional and personal computer out the window. Smart. Good thing that mulch pile was there to catch the harddrive's fall. You know it pays to be lazy sometimes....
Monday, May 23, 2011
You ever have that feeling that you could not WAIT to get to work fast enough? Ya, I didn't think that feeling existed either, until today. The sun was shining, and I feel blessed to be alive.
On May 19th, 2011 at 6:25 in the morning I escaped out of a burning house with three precious possesions; my life, my best friend Dan, and my pit bull Apollo. The following blog is a series of mismatched thoughts running through my mind that might want to show my kids someday. The next few months I don't want to forget the people, experiences, lessons, and expose of love that has come flying at me.
Thanks to Shannon Hoon of Blind Melon for singing me to work today.....
I don't feel the sun's comin' out today
It's staying in, it's gonna find another way.
As I sit here in this misery,
I don't think I'll ever, no lord, see the sun from here.
And oh as I fade away,
They'll all look at me and say, and they'll say,
"Hey look at him, I'll never live that way."
But that's okay, they're just afraid to change.
And when you feel your life ain't worth living
You've got to stand up and take a look around you
Then a look way up to the sky.
And when your deepest thoughts are broken,
Keep on dreaming, boy, 'cause when you stop dreamin' it's time to die.
And as we all play parts of tomorrow,
Some ways we'll work and other ways we'll play.
But I know we can't all stay here forever,
So I want to write my words on the face of today
...And then they'll paint it
And oh as I fade away,
They'll all look at me and say, they'll say,
"Hey look at him and where he is these days."
When life is hard, you have to change.
When life is hard, you have to change.
On May 19th, 2011 at 6:25 in the morning I escaped out of a burning house with three precious possesions; my life, my best friend Dan, and my pit bull Apollo. The following blog is a series of mismatched thoughts running through my mind that might want to show my kids someday. The next few months I don't want to forget the people, experiences, lessons, and expose of love that has come flying at me.
Thanks to Shannon Hoon of Blind Melon for singing me to work today.....
I don't feel the sun's comin' out today
It's staying in, it's gonna find another way.
As I sit here in this misery,
I don't think I'll ever, no lord, see the sun from here.
And oh as I fade away,
They'll all look at me and say, and they'll say,
"Hey look at him, I'll never live that way."
But that's okay, they're just afraid to change.
And when you feel your life ain't worth living
You've got to stand up and take a look around you
Then a look way up to the sky.
And when your deepest thoughts are broken,
Keep on dreaming, boy, 'cause when you stop dreamin' it's time to die.
And as we all play parts of tomorrow,
Some ways we'll work and other ways we'll play.
But I know we can't all stay here forever,
So I want to write my words on the face of today
...And then they'll paint it
And oh as I fade away,
They'll all look at me and say, they'll say,
"Hey look at him and where he is these days."
When life is hard, you have to change.
When life is hard, you have to change.
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