It’s income tax time again, Americans: time to gather up those receipts, get out those tax forms, sharpen up that pencil, and stab yourself in the aorta. That is for certain what I felt like lastnight filing those dreaded taxes. Claiming 2 businesses this year STRESSED me out to the complete max! While I am generally put into the category of being an "Optimist" in life.... Optimist: Someone who sets aside two hours to do his income tax return I AM NOT!
7:30pm lastnight came like lightning.... Instant insomnia the days prior to filing along with a dose of anxiety and sudden onsets of drudgery... I knew I had to just get it over with. No matter how many beers I could consume, it STILL would never make sense to me.
I like the bumper sticker that said, Born free. Taxed to death.
So with long anticipation and getting home at 11pm. We got MONEY back! WOW... maybe I should have considered running into that tax office months ago and filing that Necessary EVIL! It's amazing how great I feel today not to have to worry about those damn taxes. Until next year that is!