GRUMPYPOST
I live too far away from my first family. My husband is gone all week. I’m in the middle of a class-A freakout about US tax and bank reports. Yes, again, it happens every year and every year it gets worse. My boss asked me if I’d like to go to the States for a couple of days but it’s right in the middle of the Swedish vacation period and I don’t know if we can make it work, and it might be my only chance this year. Martin and I just had a fight about driving. We’re out of...