It’s probably my least favorite day of the year–Tax Day. Well, maybe Spring Forward into Daylight Savings Day has a bit of an edge, but it’s a mighty close race for first place YUCK.
That said, I am so thankful this day is done for another year. It’s always an adventure trying to figure out taxes when you are clergy and have additional income streams and deductions. Plus, Pennsylvania has more taxes than Hogwarts has wizards. I’ve never lived anywhere else that taxes you for the privilege of working. Oh well, go figure! I’m sure it could always be worse.
This year, Mr. Husband and I decided to be “do-it-yourselfers” and use software to file. Of course we waited until the last few days to do it–surprise, surprise, surprise. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t mind paying taxes. It’s an investment in a civilized society. Without taxes our schools, roads, military, and police forces would suffer. In fact, we have a friend who whenever someone carps about high taxes to him, replies “Don’t like taxes? Move to Uganda. You won’t have taxes or roads there.”
Both Mr. Husband and I are exhausted, more than a little stressed, and considerably leaner in the wallet, but the taxes are in the mail. Night, ya’ll!
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