My accountant is... amazing.
She showed up with her coffeemaker and yes, it is defective. We ran side-by-side tests and mine made lovely java within mere minutes, while her machine sat there and steamed. Literally. Clouds of steam, nothing much else.
How to describe this lady? Thrown out of the family home at 16, scrapper who endured life on the streets, analytical genius bordering on OCD, single mother, now owns her own duplex and has been running her business for several years.
Tough cookie, survivor, conjurer when it comes to dealing with government authority.
I am so grateful to have her on my side!
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