Day 97-taxes

   April 10-Normalcy, as it were, returned today.  The girls took the bus to school after having not attended for a week and a half and Sally and I walked Spencer to Hraunborg.  We walked back over to Sally's office to find out how Easter had treated all of Sally's coworkers.  It sounds like everyone had had a very nice break. 
   Of course, we also had our morning coffee.  Unfortunately, some mold had begun to grow in the milk intake tube of the espresso machine.  I talked to the janitor about using bleach to clean it out, but she did not seem very interested in dealing with it.  Since we do not want to be known as the people who screwed up the most important machine on campus, Sally and I decided not to tackle the fungal growth on our own.  Instead, we have ceased to drink cappuccinos and have gone back to getting espressos from the machine.  We have noticed that some colleagues still use the moldy hose and no one has dropped dead yet, so maybe we are just being too particular.  It is worth remembering that these are the same people with whom we ate putrefied shark in January.
   I asked Sandra, who is the buildings manager at Bifröst, about the apartment my family used during their stay.  She e-mailed me the checkout list in Icelandic, so I went home, translated it to English, and sent it back to her so she could give it in that form to international students in the future.  Then, I followed the list to clean out the apartment.  Since there are no new students arriving on campus very soon, Sandra told me there was no hurry about getting the key back to her.  After the cleaning was done, Sally and I drove to Borgarnes to go shopping and to restock the apartment with food and supplies.
   The evening was spent dealing with taxes and other financial issues.  Thank goodness for TurboTax!  I had already entered most of the data before my family showed up, but I had them bring over information that I needed to complete the process.  We had never e-filed before, but it seemed to fit our situation perfectly, so we tried it out and it worked great.  It sure was nice to get that out of the way. 
   Our mail is being forwarded to my parents, and they brought over some letters we had received from our credit union in Gunnison.  Before we had left for Iceland, the decision had been made to fold it into another credit union in Montrose.  We had not considered the ramifications of that until we started reading the letters and then we realized that our routing number and account number would change and that all of our old checks were no longer valid!  Thankfully, the staff at the Gunnison office were extremely helpful and we got it all figured out so that we could continue to have access to our accounts.  It did involve a flurry of e-mails, though, which makes me thankful, yet again, of the wonders of modern technology.