The DC area saved winter for me. Yesterday it rained, sleeted, snowed etc. Today it is just cold and windy. I have sequestered myself in The Old Bat Cave.
But, it hasn’t been all bonbons, beer and binge watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer… I have been working on The Taxes.
Mr. Justice Oliver Wendell Holmes once said: Taxes are the price we pay for civilized society.
Well, I don’t exactly feel like I am getting my monies worth. I haven’t noticed much civilized about our society in recent months.
And, why am I doing The Taxes? Don’t I have a tax guy? Well, I am somewhat like the ladies who clean their apartments before the maid comes. I do The Taxes and give The Taxes to the guy to check. Then the guy does The Taxes. And gives them back to me to check. It was quicker when I did The Taxes myself. But, if I live long enough – some day I’ll not be able to deal with The Taxes and by then, the guy and I might have established some sort of workable tax preparation plan.
And tomorrow is daylight savings time. Isn’t that about the silliest thing ever. Here at The Asylum there is the concern that one might not be around to collect that lost hour in October.
Well, I think it is back to The Taxes. Then yoga. And dinner.
Note to Carlton: I just finished springing the clocks forward. So, know that you were missed today. Especially today.