Working on taxes for two days and this morning
will make it three. One collects all the necessary
receipts and other various and sundry paperwork
all year long and finally the end of March arrives
and there is no putting it off any longer. Every
year I dislike it intensely and ever year I think,
"That wasn't as bad as I though!' . . . still, it took
three days out of my life. Necessary evil, I guess.
wish taxes over
a sunny day better spent
now lets celebrate
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