A bad day…

Today has not been a good day in our house.
Samantha flamed someone from the Canadian Revenue Agency who called us looking for money that they already have in their possession…to the tune of $45K (CDN). They have had our money tied up for a year. And there is little chance that we will see it any time soon.
Now, Samantha is the first to admit that some of the blame is with her. However, the freakin’ CRA can’t communicate internally. Seems that we paid the money to the Canadian Taxes Division and the Non-Residents Division is the one that keeps saying we owe money.
And who do non-residents have recourse to? No one.
An MP? Which one? We last resided in David Anderson’s riding, but haven’t been resident for 6 years.
A Minister of the Crown? David Anderson is Minister of Environment. Ralph Goodale, Minister of Finance??
And I doubt that the CRA has an ombudsman. A representative of the people at a tax agency? Right….
YEEEEEAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGGH!
So, I have been doing an inventory of my computer equipment and other hoohas to see what I can sell. We need the money. That’s why there are Google AdSense ads all over my sites now. That’s why I am evaluating every way we can to reduce expenses, or raise revenue.
I am so bummed. This is a shitty day all-around, and both Samantha and I have been wandering through the house with black clouds over our heads. We both have tension headaches…and I am sitting here with three fingers of Scotch — those who know me realize that I have about 4 drinks a year, so this is a big deal.
Any input, feedback or ideas would be appreciated. This isn’t meant to be a sob story, just a personal note about what’s happening here at the The Embassy.