this is not economically stimulating

So I live in Virginia and work in Maryland, right? And of course I filled out a W-4 when I took this job, and following the instructions on the form scrupulously, I noted that because I am not a Maryland resident I am exempt from having Maryland tax withheld. Seems reasonable, don't you think?

Yeah - what didn't occur to me until today was that they weren't going to automatically withhold Virginia tax just because they saw my Virginia address. Bottom line: federal refund + "stimulus" check = tax I owe the Commonwealth.

I'm filling in a new W-4 as we speak. Bleah. Ptui.

... [i] get this shiny fiddle made of gold

So I was pretty tired after two months of being sick and a long bonspiel last weekend and a long week at work with a deadline today, and I wasn't especially looking forward to Friday league.  I like my team -- PT at vice, and this is the first time he and I have both been there, so that's a nice change [g], and a father-and-son pair in the front end, who are good guys and learning crazy fast and really good fun to be around even when they're not making their shots or sweeping esp. strongly -- but still, you know, Friday.  And then it turned out that my opponent was JK, who is hands-down the best curler in the Friday league (she's kind of slumming, to be honest), she who has been to nationals and generally schools us properly out there; in our first game this half, she kicked my ass up one side of the ice and down the other.  Tonight she had LA sparing for her normal vice, MC, who is [married to PT and] away at club nationals, and JA, her own fiance, sparing for KS at second, and her usual lead KA.  (MC is probably better than LA at vice, but JA should be better than KS at second, so she just about broke even in terms of the team she had in front of her tonight.)  So I thought, okay, it'll be a short game, we'll have some fun and it'll be over soon because soon I'll be dead.

( We lost the toss and stole one in the first. )

sanj, abka, anyone else, now would be a great time to get your yenta on, if you please, before I burn up all my good fortune.  [bats eyelashes]