Days 27 and 28

Day 27-Pets
I'm going to cheat here and repost what I wrote on Day 1. This was one of the 15 facts about myself that I wrote.  If you've already read that just skip to day 28. If not, it's kind of a fun read. :)
The only pets we've had in the almost 29 years we've been married have been gold fish. How sad is that?  My husband and I both grew up having dogs (neither one are too fond of cats). We always had a dog or two at my house and with two older brothers around sometimes we had mice, frogs, baby chicks, and injured birds. But for some reason I have had no desire to own a pet and since my children have never shown enough interest in having a pet to convince me they would actually take care of a pet we don't have a pet.  Okay right now we have two gold fish but we didn't take them on by choice.  They are left overs from the center pieces from my son's wedding two years ago. He had a small, private wedding one weekend and a reception a week later so I was put in charge of keeping the fish until the reception. Well do you know how easy it is to kill off feeder gold fish? Pretty easy. By time the reception came around we only had three live fish left out of 24 so the mother of the bride went and purchased more and we were stuck with three (now two) fish from the wedding.  These last two fish just refuse to die. People tell me to just flush them down the toilet but I am not that heartless.  I mean it's not like I will shed any tears if they happen to pass on but I will not kill them on purpose.  So they hang out in the downstairs bathroom and usually someone feeds them every day or two or three and we clean out their bowl when we can't seem to see them through the water any more and these dang fish live on. If I wasn't so nice I would give them back to the bride and groom but since they have had two real babies of their own in the past two and a half years I figure they don't need to worry about taking care of a couple of determined fish. Beside my son has let it be know that the minute I bring them over and drop them off they are going down the toilet. Obviously he is a little more heartless than his mom.  lol


Day 28-Something that stresses you out
Hmmm, I know there are things that stress me out but not too often. Maybe being a yeller can be a good thing. I scream, get it off my chest, and then it's over. Screaming can be a great stress reliever, unless you are the one being screamed at I suppose. I'll have to ask my family about that one.  lol   Seriously though the only thing I can think of that stresses me out (other than the times I'm in charge of a project or activity at church or something of that nature) is TAXES!!!  I hate tax time. Since I have my own business and we have a rental our taxes can be well, taxing. Since I am terrible at keeping records throughout the year tax time is even more taxing. Now that I think about it though it isn't really the taxes that stress me out it's the fact that Dale gets so stressed out because I don't keep the bookkeeping end of my business organized throughout the year and I am trying to make sense of it all from February to April.
So I'm going to edit my list..Dale at tax time stresses me out. 
Now where's that chocolate?