Free At Last! Free At Last!
Jul. 3, 2013 2:43 pm
Updated: Jul. 10, 2013 6:48 pm
Very soon now I and my family will be free from New Jersey. Some packing, some loading and then catching a flight for She Who Must Be Obeyed (SWMBO) and my eldest, packing and loading my RV and truck for the long trip to Minnesota with my youngest, and
it will be over. Of course we must still pay New Jersey's infamous Escape Tax. They have the gall to charge you 8.9% of the profit from the sale of your home, or 2% of the total amount of the sale, which ever is greater. I'm surprised that more people don't
leave this State.
Fortunately, many of the people I've had the pleasure of being in contact with, in some way, from this State, are really nice people and a pleasure to talk to and interact with. The teachers in the schools my kids were in were mostly awesome. There were a couple
I would have preferred that my kids didn't have to suffer through, but that is the norm. The sagely advice from good ol' dad to the kids was, "Tell the twit what they want to hear, pass the class, and formulate your own ideas on the topic. And then sit down
and argue it out with me!"
And so it is with both eagerness and regret that I leave New Jersey. And none too soon! Who knows? The Escape Tax might go up soon!
One of the annoying inconveniences of moving is that, this close to the move, I am expected to make delicious meals on food that doesn't exist. SWMBO demanded that we pare down our sizable pantry to a more manageable, "There's not a darned thing in the house!"
sized pantry. We wouldn't want the movers to do any work after all. I've pretty much only got a venison roast, 2 lbs of ground beef, dry beans and basmati rice left in the house. Oh! and a bag of frozen tamales. The electrodes that SWMBO implanted in me upon
our nuptials won't allow me in a grocery store without extreme pain.
All this leaves me wondering, "Is ketchup a good sauce for tamales?" I am thinking about putting together a chopped basket for people that are moving across country: ground beef, half a jar of artichoke tapenade, pickled radishes and instant banana pudding.
I would really love to feed some of the "Chopped" judges something made with those items!
I have several closing thoughts.
1) In selecting the tags for this post I could only find one that actually fit, but it was misspelled, missing an "H."
2) Actual thing said to a doctor just before they did a colonoscopy: "Hey doc! Would you mind writing a note to my wife telling her that my head really isn't up there?"