Happy Tax Day Eve!

Well, it’s here upon us. Most of us survived the Ides of March without a Ceasure, and now the bane of employed Americans is nigh – Tax Day. Some have already filed and gotten their refund while the rest of us wait until the last day to submit our dues to Uncle Sam and the Infernal Revenue Service for the privilege of living the US of A. On the 15th the big city newscasts will have a reporter stationed at the post office drop off that stays open until the official filing deadline of midnight. They will report on the procrastinators and show the lines of those dropping off their tax returns just before midnight. Watching such reports can be overly taxing.

It has still been spring time conditions here in the San Juan Mountains – sunny and warm one day and rain or snow the next. It has been fairly mild the last two days, but a cold front is blowing this way and moisture in the form of flakes. At least it doesn’t stick and no shoveling required. I guess I’ll just have to do pushups for exercise.

One last thing: If gainful employment creates income tax, does being unemployed cause anxiety attax?