There are a lot of things to worry about in this world: war, pollution, Social Security sustainability. Even closer to home, you get to worry if your kid is going to get into the school of her dreams, if your son will get his heart broken, even if you be able to retire before you turn 90. Yup. Lots of things to worry about.
So, here are 3 things you should ban from your Worry Plate:
1) Your armpits are fine. There is nothing wrong with your armpits. There are quite a few products out there that promise to lighten dark armpits and make your armpits kissably soft. These products also hint that your underarms aren’t as smooth as they ought to be. Armpits are kind of gross. They are dark and sweaty places. However, humans have sweaty armpits for a reason. Webmd.com reaffirms that “sweating is your body’s natural way of keeping cool.” Unless you have an oozing rash under your arms, you are okay. Don’t be mean to your pits.
2) Your eyelashes are fine. There is nothing wrong with your eyelashes. Many products on the market tell you that your eyelashes aren’t as lush as they should be. Who judges eyelash lushness? Also, neat side effects for a lot of these offerings are blurred vision, eye irritation, redness, and (in one, unsubstantiated, case) a permanent blind spot in the center of the eye. If you care that much about your eyelashes, there are a number of safe and easy to use false eyelash sets with non-side effect causing fixatives. Still, and I’m just saying, your eyelashes are okay.
3) That extra 20 pounds are fine. Losing weight means sacrifice. If your diet pill tells you that you don’t have to change even one of your bad habits to lose weight, you might want to re-think using the product. We all know the healthy ways to lose weight: exercise and a good diet. If a company proclaims that your problems can be solved by swallowing a single pill, that company is lying to you. Or worse. You could become an unwitting speed freak or, and this is a thing, a victim of a biological diet aid. This, known as “The Tapeworm Diet,” is still practiced by some with strong stomachs. Healthline.com reports, perhaps obviously, that “you cannot get these pills from a reputable medical professional. The FDA [has] banned these pills.” Seriously, one swallows a tapeworm egg and waits for the “results.”
You are all right. You might not be perfect, but you are all right. Don’t do weird things to fight imperfections that just aren’t there for the rest of the world to notice.
I don’t know what the armpits of Bourke Accounting associates look like. I haven’t noted their eyelashes, either. I do know that Bourke Accounting experts want you to be healthy and happy – physically, mentally and financially. Bourke Accounting can’t solve all of your problems, but at least they can help to solve your monetary issues.
Come see us any time. Our number is 502-451-8773 and don’t forget to visit our website at www.bourkeaccounting.com. See you soon!
In 1993, San Francisco citizens came out in droves to vote to allow a police officer to “walk his beat with a ventriloquist’s dummy,” according to Mentalfloss.com. This was part of a program to “break down barriers between citizens and police.” Nothing screams “trust me” like a grown man walking down the street with a gun in one hand and a handful of Muppet butt in the other. The citizens came out, though, to say: Yes, we want a cop with a puppet.
In 2005, Carrie Underwood won American Idol with “500 million votes cast in the season and 37 million for the finale,” according to Wikipedia.com. People left work early, refused social engagements and declined to take their kids to the park in order to vote on the success or failure of something that had nothing to do with anything (well, no one knows how invested you might be in Carrie Underwood).
Also, according to Wikipedia, 250,056,000 people turned out to vote in the Presidential election of 2016.
Someone check the math here, but doesn’t that mean that 249,944,000 more people voted for the outcome of a television show than for the election of a President?
Here in Kentucky, Tuesday, November 5th is the regular gubernatorial election. We have the chance to get out and vote for our next governor. As American citizens, we should take our civic duties seriously. If you get called for jury duty, go. If you must pay school taxes with no school aged children in sight, pay (we need the kids to be literate). Don’t complain that your taxes are going towards roads, police and firefighters.
We need these things.
We also need difference of opinions. No one cares what side of the aisle you might happen to be on. The beauty of our system is that everyone’s voice matters. It also matters that a lot of brave women and men fought for our right to stand up and be counted. Whether or not you have an issue with the Electoral College, you still get the opportunity to yell your opinion, with a pre-chewed No. 2 pencil, at the ballot box. It’s also a lot more fun to be able to say, “Well, I didn’t vote for him/her” when something goes wrong.
No one at Bourke Accounting will ask if you voted. No one at Bourke Accounting will ask what side you voted for (Bill says one should never discuss sex, politics or religion in the workplace). Just like Bourke Accounting is part of a trusted tradition, our electoral process is part of our own trusted tradition as American citizens. So, after you vote tomorrow, give a call and see what Bourke Accounting can do for you.
Come see us any time. Our number is 502-451-8773 and don’t forget to visit our website at www.bourkeaccounting.com. See you soon!
Written by Sue H.
The internet is capable of a lot of damage. Infidelity, petty arguments, too much wasted time playing Cookie Cats and, we know, even arrests. But there’s one thing that is often overlooked: a lot of our country’s primary source history is now on the web. Because of the internet, we don’t only get the chance to read history, we can actually hear it.
Type in OTR Horror Radio on, for example, Youtube.com. The first thing that pops up is 579 choices of old-time radio serial episodes. We have Suspense, The Saint, The Shadow, Escape, Dark Fantasy, the list seems practically endless. Not only that, the commercials include “professional hostess and socialite” Elsa Maxwell who urged housewives to entertain only with Roma Wine and Lipton Packaged Soups. Americans were invited to plant Victory Gardens and contact the police if a neighbor tried to sell counterfeit gas ration coupons.
I know this sounds rather strange now, but there were also several companies selling pills to promote weight gain. That handsome man in Accounts Payable only asked Sally out when she put on ten healthy and beautiful pounds!
We often hear people talk about the “good old days.” In days past, we seem to believe that children were more respectful, violence didn’t exist and everyone lived on a quiet and shaded suburban street.
If that were truly the case, why do all of these radio shows revolve around madness, murder and mayhem? In 1946, Bette Davis was the star of “Goodnight, Mrs. Russell” (Suspense) where she was the stalking victim of an unbalanced short-order cook who heard voices telling him to do bad things. These shows feature murder for insurance money, revenge and jealousy. Not so different from now, right?
Of course, the women were generally referred to as “doll”, “sister” or “honey.” A woman had one of three roles in these shows: hysterical psychopath, murder victim or plucky busybody who solves the crime (while still being made the butt of a joke at the conclusion. Generally, there would be some reference to her wearing glasses).
Race was not addressed in these shows unless the story had to do with Voodoo or the “savages” of Darkest Borneo. This, of course, doesn’t mean racism didn’t exist, it simply wasn’t acknowledged. Once in a while, an African American (or a Caucasian playing one) would show up as a maid or a train porter (complete with a “Steppin’ Fetchin’” accent). Basically, these shows just didn’t recognize half of the American population.
History books are great. However, experiencing the entertainment of years past gives us an insight into what was considered culturally important. It’s a keyhole to put our ear against. We can hear the changes in dialect, vernacular and even news of the day. Not to mention, using coconut shells to simulate the sound of horse hooves was sort of innovative for the time.
Our experts at Bourke Accounting will probably not entertain you with coconut shells. Bourke Accounting associates will not tip fedoras at you. Also, you will not be offered a Sidecar and a smoke (well, maybe Bill will if you’re nice to him). What Bourke Accounting can offer is good advice that keeps up and adapts with the times.
Come see us any time. Our number is 502-451-8773 and don’t forget to visit our website at www.bourkeaccounting.com. See you soon!
Written by Sue H.
I work for tax preparers. Because of that, I am now in the process of gearing up for my Super Bowl, my Mardi Gras, my harvest season. I am eating better, drinking lots of water and getting plenty of sleep.
I am getting ready for Tax Season.
Of course, this changes my life – longer hours and more responsibilities. Come see me and I might even practice my people skills on you. While it might seem like I’m only thinking of myself right now, I spared a moment for all of you, too.
Hey! Who wants to talk about IRS audits?
So, I was wondering (I know, that’s dangerous for me and everyone else), what is it about a certain tax return that could cause the Internal Revenue Service to come sniffing around? Here are a few guidelines to keep in mind this tax season:
1) Bad math. You might forget to carry that one and, even though it’s an honest mistake, the IRS won’t see it quite that way. According to Clark.com, your silly little slip-up with “basic math errors in adding and subtracting will raise suspicions about what else could be wrong on your return.” You forgot a decimal point and now the IRS wants to know exactly how you afforded to buy that island off the coast. Nerdwallet.com suggests that taxpayers hire a tax preparer (how many times have I said that?!).
2) Failure to report all income. The general consensus is that if you think you’re being clever by “forgetting” that $10,000 1099 work you did in June, well, you’re not. You’re just not. Again, as Clark.com points out, “the IRS gets copies of all the 1099s and W-2s you receive.” Do you honestly think that the Internal Revenue Service isn’t paying attention?
3) You are either too rich or too poor. I included this one because, well, just look at that sentence. Cheatsheet.com mentions that, if you’re on either side of the income spectrum, the IRS is going to be a little curious about you. If you make too much, they kind of want to know how. If you make too little, they “might think you’re hiding some of what you earned.” I know there is really nothing you can do about this one, but I was just putting it out there. I found it surprising and didn’t want to keep it to myself.
With these things in mind, there are two routes that you can travel this tax season: Don’t file your tax return or – and hear me out – you could acquire a reputable and knowledgeable tax preparer to gently guide you. Personally, I think the second choice would look better on you, but I don’t want to tell you what to do.
If you should decide on the latter option, Bourke Accounting is a good option. Our Bourke Accounting experts know what they’re doing and, just like you, want to avoid uncomfortable IRS questions. This tax season could be the best tax season ever, if you work with the right people. Give a call and see what Bourke Accounting can do for you.
Come see us any time. Our number is 502-451-8773 and don’t forget to visit our website at www.bourkeaccounting.com. See you soon!
Written by Sue H.
There are many “Words of wisdom” out there: Don’t run with scissors. Don’t take a bath with a toaster. Don’t eat green chicken. These all make a lot of sense. In these new and interesting times, I think one really important concept is overlooked: Don’t Tattle on Yourself. This is pretty similar to don’t air your dirty laundry in public. Or even, to a lesser extent, ol Ben Franklin’s: Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead. Considering the advent of social media, I think we all need a second to reflect on what we shouldn’t offer up to the world.
When social media first came out, it was fairly harmless. People were posting about sitting in Starbucks, how they bought new shoes and, oh, look, here’s a picture of a baby! Now, it seems that folks are being way too open about other, perhaps naughty, activities that they might be engaged in. For example, Dr. Phil had an episode a while ago that featured a woman who lost a job at ESPN before she even started because of what was discovered on her Facebook page. Let’s just say that what she posted did not exactly align with ESPN’s concepts.
Paradoxically, I almost didn’t get a job a few years back because I had (and still have) no presence on social media. Seriously, my prospective employer thought that I must have been hiding something, as I didn’t have a Facebook page. I explained, no, I’m not hiding anything, I simply don’t believe last night’s dinner needs validation from strangers. I was met with a wary and suspicious stare.
So, in such interesting times as these, I am offering three tips regarding social media:
1) DON’T post anything that you wouldn’t want your grandmother to read. This includes how you had [redacted] with a stranger Friday, how you smoked [redacted] Saturday night, how you would like to [redacted] your neighbor with a crowbar. Family functions are difficult enough. Don’t make it worse.
2) DON’T post any pictures of yourself doing anything illegal, don’t talk about doing anything illegal on social media. In 2017, abc7chicago.com reported that “50 [were] arrested after Chicago police infiltrate[ed] Facebook groups selling guns, drugs.” One of those detained happened to be a school teacher. This is not the only instance of arrests made because of social media. I found around 20 articles with titles like “7 People Sent to Prison because of Social Media.” So. Don’t do that.
3) DO have social media. I know, right? We can’t win here. If you have social media, you will be judged. If you don’t have social media, you will be judged. Have a public page with lots of friends from your knitting circle and pictures of bunnies. Have a private page (if you really must) about your thoughts regarding the Zombie Apocalypse.
So what happens if you posted something ill-advised on social media and now have the IRS rap, rap, rapping on your door? Well, a good accountant would be a handy asset. I’m not promising that the experts at Bourke Accounting can save you from yourself, but they can offer you valuable insight and advice. The associates at Bourke Accounting are here to help, even if it appears to be a Sisyphean endeavor. Bourke Accounting won’t give up on you.
Come see us any time. Our number is 502-451-8773 and don’t forget to visit our website at www.bourkeaccounting.com. See you soon!
Written by Sue H.
I think, that for renters, the almost impossible dream at the end of the day, is home ownership. There is something attractive about a little corner of the world that belongs to you. After five years of renting a place, there is a letdown when one is left with only a myriad of sagging boxes and a denial of a security deposit refund for a fabricated reason.
There are some perks to renting, of course. If the toilet backs up, you get to call and complain. Snow removal is something generally handled by a maintenance team. There is no responsibility for the day to day upkeep. But. Even with our lavatorial needs addressed, sometimes we want more.
With this in mind, I phoned up T.A., a realtor at Push Pin Rentals out of Brooklyn, NY (in NYC, even the realtors are too hip for last names). I wanted to know his tips for, very green, first time home buyers. During our October 21st conversation, he had this to offer:
1) Understand the tax implications of any purchase.
This is actually pretty useful. Realestate.usnews.com points out that home ownership makes one eligible for quite a few tax breaks. According to Realestate.usnews.com, “a major benefit of home ownership is that you can deduct your mortgage interest on your taxes.” In addition, your real estate taxes can be used as a deduction, as well. For someone used to renting, it’s nice to know that all of your hard work will be rewarded.
2) Invest in markets you know and understand.
At first I wasn’t sure what T.A. meant by this. He then mentioned that, “even though you found a steal of a house, you might not really want it”. For example, in Housely.com’s article, “The 10 Most Dangerous Neighborhoods In Detroit,” the “median real estate price $26,318” for the area of Mack Avenue and Helen Street. This is great! I can buy a house today! Oh, wait. There are a number of abandoned properties, most workers commute long distances and, well, the wages aren’t very good. I get it, T.A. Know and understand the market.
3) Have a good accountant.
I think I understand this one. According to T.A., “just like going through a realtor is safer and easier than buying a house from the actual owner, figuring out your new tax status is safer and easier if you work with a reputable accountant.”
No matter if you are making your first home purchase or if you’ve been buying properties for years, Bourke Accounting can help navigate the ins and outs of your new financial situation. The experts at Bourke Accounting will make sure that you are reaping the benefits of being a home owner. Don’t be shy, though, they can also help all of you renters and sub-letters! So why not stop by, talk with a Bourke Associate, and maybe also get some really neat decorating advice?
Come see us any time. Our number is 502-451-8773 and don’t forget to visit our website at www.bourkeaccounting.com. See you soon!
Written by Sue H.
I did it. I finally did it!
I feel like I bumped into Gandhi at Walgreens. I feel like I sat down at Bull McCabe’s and shared a drink with Richard Hell. This is the level of coolness regarding my latest experience.
I met a former Chippendales dancer.
For those of you unaware, Chippendales was a place where, mostly women, could objectify half-naked and dancing men. Growing up in the 80s, a lot of movies called attention to this phenomena: 1984’s Bachelor Party, 1987’s Summer School, just to name a couple.
So, having met a Chippendales dancer in the wild, I, naturally, had a lot of questions. Were the women as predatory as in the movies I grew up with? How was the pay? Did you see a chiropractor if you threw your pelvis out? Sadly, he had to go and I was left with unanswered queries.
But it got me thinking. I’ve done a bit of research and it seems that there are still Chippendales reviews going on. Las Vegas has a few and, oddly, there are shows all over Germany this coming November (secure your tickets now!). But it seems like these are just kitschy and possibly ironic throwbacks to older times. Sure, there are a few around Manhattan proper, but no longer are there barkers making my ma blush and asking if she’d like to see real beefcake.
I hate change. I hate feeling nostalgic for events I’ve never experienced. I hate the way cities bulldoze over their history as soon as it happens. Take, for instance, the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory. If you were to walk around Greenwich Village in Manhattan, you might see a tiny little plaque on an NYU building commemorating the deaths of over a hundred women and the dawn of labor law change. Chances are you would miss this plaque completely if you weren’t looking for it. That’s it. A tiny little plaque:
Personally, I like cities like Savannah, Georgia. If you live in the Historic District, and want to change the outside of your house, you have to “receive a Certificate of Appropriateness before a building permit can be obtained” according to the Metropolitan Planning Commission. This can be annoying, but it can also protect the history and aesthetic flow of the architecture of a given area.
I think we should always be willing to learn from our past, the good, the bad, the ugly and the shaved chests. If we, as a species, mean to progress, we need to study the historical footprints of our ancestors.
And this is why I like working for accountants. Tax laws might change, but the concept of accounting does not. If you made $5 dollars and spent $6, well, pal, you’re not doing it right – it doesn’t matter if it’s 1955 or 2055. Here at Bourke Accounting, our experts are looking towards the future with their toes firmly based in a rich and traditional past. Bourke Accounting professionals are well versed in the newest law changes, but they also know good old fashioned arithmetic.
Come see us any time. Our number is 502-451-8773 and don’t forget to visit our website at www.bourkeaccounting.com. See you soon!
P.S. If I go AWOL for a minute, you can find me, front row, at a certain little show in Las Vegas.
Written by Sue H.
At Bourke Accounting, we have a mandatory lunch meeting every week. Management buys food, I eat, I look interested and wait to hear my name. It’s actually very pleasant. It was at one of these meetings that Tim and Barbara discussed the concept of Unclaimed Property and Funds in Kentucky.
Barbara (come see her, you will love her) mentioned that after her mother passed, it turned out that there was quite a bit of money owed to the estate as a result of an insurance plan. You know the interesting thing? The insurance company hadn’t contacted Barbara or her family. Nope, it was up to Barbara to track down this money. Thankfully, Barbara is a smart lady, she did her research and, I’d like to think, she spent the money on a gold plated toilet. 
After doing a little of my own research, it looks like taxpayers have an ally in Kentucky State Treasurer, Allison Ball. According to Insiderlouisville.com, Ms. Ball has been described as ” a big believer in property rights and loves to return money to people.” Maybe this is laying it on a bit thick, but it must be conceded that Ms. Ball has “reunited citizens statewide with about $70.2 million”. This is important as, citizens have a finite time to claim their rightful property. “After about three years, banks and other financial institutions turn over the unclaimed property to the Kentucky State Treasury,” Insiderlouisville.com reports.
What do you do if you think that there’s some cash out there, floating in the ether, with your name on it? Naturally, there’s a website for that. At first, I thought Missingmoney.com might be a scam; it sounds scam-ish. However, if it’s not on the up and up, then Treasury.ky.gov has been duped, too, as they cite this site (hee!) as a valuable resource. Missingmoney.com invites one to enter a name and a location, then checks around various databases to see if there is anything connected to the entered name.
As it turns out, no one, not in THREE different states, owes me money. I was pretty sure that I didn’t have a deceased, affluent and mysterious uncle out there, but it was worth a try. You might want to give it a go for yourself. Like the New York Lottery (which I’ve never played) reminds us: Hey, you never know.
You might have lost money out there. Chances are, and let’s face it, you don’t. But, brethren, you don’t need lost money if you have an accountant who understands the tax law. Your tax professional at Bourke Accounting might be able to recommend money saving options regarding your 2019 tax return and other financial holdings.
Come see us any time. Our number is 502-451-8773 and don’t forget to visit our website at www.bourkeaccounting.com. See you soon!
Hey, you never know.
Written by Sue H.
My pal used to run a construction business. As it turned out, it wasn’t as lucrative as he would have hoped and he closed it down. Hey, what can you do? It was worth a shot, better luck next time, no harm, no foul, right? He filled out paperwork to dissolve the business, got a different job and went on with his life.
Fast forward a few years. While a passenger in a friend’s car, the friend ran a red light and was pulled over. The police officer, seeing two tired men at the end of a hard day, decided to cut the driver some slack. Just for kicks, he asked my pal for his identification and ran it through the system.
Ten minutes later, my buddy was handcuffed in the back of the squad car.
What happened?
Failure to file Occupational Taxes.
I just know that the armed robbers and gang leaders were shaking when he walked into the cell: My God, Dead Eye, this guy didn’t file Occupational Taxes! He is crazy, boys! I betcha he filled out his 1040 with a grape-scented marker, the psycho….
So okay, why did this happen? Undeliverable mail. Both the IRS and the city of Louisville had been sending notices to an address where my friend hadn’t resided in over five years. While he had been filing his returns with current addresses, both agencies neglected to make note of either his address change or the fact that his business had been shut down. Friend filled out the proper dissolution forms and thought that he was doing everything by the book. He did not have an accountant (SEE?! Accountants matter!).
Sadly, this isn’t such a wild scenario. The Kiplinger Tax Letter (Vol. 94, No. 20, 10/4/19) tells us that, in 2018, “14.4 million pieces of mail were returned to the IRS.” While I get a sort of kamikaze thrill just knowing that these returned items cost the IRS $43 million, it’s a short lived thrill. First, how many people are in trouble and won’t know it until it’s too late? Second, you just know that we, as taxpayers, will eventually be footing the bill for all of that postage and return to sender stickers.
According to Procedurally Taxing, the government is not required “to search for a new address for a taxpayer in databases outside of the IRS” after receiving a returned item. However, as it is pointed out, the government makes “routine use of [motor vehicle and real property records] databases for other purposes (e.g., to locate assets upon which to levy).” I guess it’s just a matter of priorities, isn’t it?
I think that the IRS and local agencies have a duty to make sure that the taxpayers know what’s going on. I believe that five seconds of research isn’t too much to ask in order to save us from fines, penalties and jail.
I also think that everyone could do with an accountant.
No matter if you’re starting a business, closing a business or just a Regular 1040 Joe, Bourke Accounting can help make any financial transition easier. So why not stop by, talk with a Bourke Accounting associate, and make sure that you don’t spend tonight in jail.
Come see us any time. Our number is 502-451-8773 and don’t forget to visit our website at www.bourkeaccounting.com. See you soon!
Written by Sue H.
Halloween is my favorite holiday. This has nothing to do with finances. It if gets past my handler/censor (Hi, Bill!), I hope you like it.
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived deep in the woods with her mother and father. She tried her hardest to be a good child. Her mother had never wanted children and blamed her daughter for her hard existence. Her father had never wanted children and blamed his daughter for his being saddled with a sullen wife and responsibility.
The mother had a very sharp tongue. She constantly berated the girl for being worthless and stupid.
The father, not the intellectual equal of his wife, used his fists on the girl.
The girl, not knowing any other way of life, believed that her parents loved her and that they were only punishing her for being a bad girl.
One morning, the mother sent the girl to collect berries by the riverside. The mother was going to bake a pie. The girl knew that she would never be allowed to taste the pie, but went cheerfully nevertheless. She was a very helpful child, even if no one (not even herself) knew it.
It had been raining all night and the river was more swollen than usual. With her bucket half full, the girl slipped on a rock and fell into the rushing river. She caught hold of a branch and called frantically for her parents. The water was cold and her fingers were already numb.
The mother, who had recently developed an enthusiasm for laudanum, stared dreamily out of the window. She heard her daughter’s cries, but didn’t stir. The silly little brat had, most likely, seen a snake. What of it?
The father, coming down the lane and surly (he had missed every deer he had aimed at and had resigned himself to a mean supper of bread and a silent and accusing wife), also heard his child’s desperate screaming. The spoiled idiot had probably been stung by a bee. What of it?
The girl tried to hold on. As her arms weakened and the water rushed into her mouth, she paused only to think about how much she loved her mother and father.
The girl didn’t come home that night. One less mouth to feed, the mother thought, chewing her bread and sneering at her husband. Good riddance, the father thought, ignoring his wife.
The girl knew that she hadn’t survived the river. Cold and wet, she dragged herself back to her home. The world looked different, hazy and insubstantial. She sat on the porch and wondered what to do.
Out of the fog, a beautiful and kindly looking woman walked towards her. She smiled at the girl. Say goodbye to your mother and your father and come with me, she told the girl. Her voice was warm honey on a summer’s day, her face radiated the gentleness of a blameless sky.
The girl ran happily into the house. Her parents were deeply asleep. The girl, leaning to kiss her mother, rested her hand gently on the mother’s throat. The girl went to her father’s side and kissed her fingers and put them to her father’s face (he never allowed the girl to kiss him).
The beautiful woman took the girl by the hand and led her out of the dark woods.
When the mother awoke, her throat was ice cold. When she looked into the mirror, she saw a red and angry little hand print on her skin. From that day until her death, the woman would go nowhere without a scarf. Was it because of her shame or because she was always so cold?
The father awoke to find a similar print marring his face. From that day until his death, he was never warm again.
Happy Halloween from everyone at Bourke Accounting!
Come see us any time. Our number is 502-451-8773 and don’t forget to visit our website at www.bourkeaccounting.com. Hope to see you soon!