Financially, I mean.
Don’t get me wrong, we’re still elite living…😎🏄🏖🗻🏂…
I’m just trying to update my budget on Excel ‘95 and I’m having a hard time keeping up with Uncle Sam these days. Is it just me? We don’t get a lot of snail mail since we do most of our banking online. Obviously. So when the government sends you a legit correspondence, you take notice. 📬 👀
It began with a letter from the Tax Guy essentially saying he’s going to give us money every month for a child tax credit. 🤷♀️ Okay…Is this real? I’m not going to complain, I mean…that’s cool…I guess. I’ll believe it when I see it. 🙄 A couple days later, we open the two envelopes with Jonah and Miles’s Pandemic-EBT cards.
Apparently, these cards were “automatically granted.” What?! I never applied for EBT…is this like another “monthly tax credit” thing?! 🤷♀️ What?! They’re not just giving out EBT cards, right?! I must have been hacked. 😩😫 It’s fine. It’ll only take 6 hours of my day to resolve the issue. 😫😫 Don’t worry, I’m a pro now. #escalateme 😎
Then, a couple days ago, Todd gets the mail and it’s the Tax Guy. AGAIN!!…Except this time he’s readjusted our property value and needs $800 for his effort. 🙄😑
Make up your freaking mind, California. Do you want my money or are you giving me money?! Am I a rich property owner, or can I not even feed my children?! 🤷♀️
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