MANCHESTER AVE. NW, 1400 block, Feb. 23. Animal control received a call about a poodle that had become stuck in a tree after it had chased a raccoon or opossum up it. An animal control officer found the dog about seven feet up and called the fire department to assist with a ladder. The officer climbed the tree to restrain the dog, and a firefighter helped both of them down the ladder. The uninjured animal was returned to its owner, who said that it was not the first time the dog had been stuck in a tree.
Last week was my most grown-up week to date: I went to a film festival and I visited my new accountant. That's right, I have an accountant - how grown-up am I? *Z-snap.
One was more fun than the other (the Oscar Short Films are great! Especially this one and this one). I had to round up my tax papers/receipts before I visited the accountant, because my goal was to write off my rapidly-multiplying collection of party dresses. I sure seem to spend a lot of money on them, yet it feels as though I wear the same dress to every party.
He said I couldn't count the dresses as a business expense though - bummer. Apparently the only people who can write off clothing are service members because you wouldn't wear a military uniform for any other reason. The accountant took a look at my crumpled heap of receipts from Gilt and Filene's Basement and said, "Yes, this is everyday clothing you could wear on the street."
I grabbed a receipt for a long gold ballgown. "Can I wear this every day? Why would I wear a cocktail dress on the street?" Then it started to sound like I was describing a different profession. Wonder if they can write off their platform shoes.
Anyway, my record-keeping could use some work. The worst part is the tendency to hoard. Why on God's green earth did I save Chipotle receipts from 2008? When I carefully filed the receipt in a folder, what was I thinking?! "This $8 burrito might be useful one day." What day is that?
It just went on and on: two years of receipts for truly inconsequential things from Benihana, the Body Shop, Whole Foods. Although it is a trip down memory lane to look at receipts - ah yes, I remember that trip to CVS... It was the day I bought cough drops. Gather round, children, and I will tell you a tale...
*I actually can't snap.
