My own personal Monster in the Closet

Well, technically, I share this monster with every living person in the US but right now he is lurking hot and heavy in my closet and I’m feeling the tightening of my stomach, the cold chills on my skin and the constriction in my chest.  Fear.  Real, honest to goodness fear.  The kind that makes you tense every muscle, furtively look around and train all your hearing on every creak and groan sure that the super scary will spring at any moment.  It’s borderline ridiculous that our government, an institution set up to provide protection and order could instill such enormous fear every single unrelenting year.  I’m not sure what kind of paltry marketing has gone on, but a big huge yucky sticker would be what comes to mind.  Another year, another tax season.  I know I won’t relax entirely until I’m dead, but the slight reprieve I get when turbotax checks and double checks my return, IRS sends me an automated ‘approved’ email and I can wait another year to crouch in the corner with my back against the wall, is fast approaching.  I’m pretty positive that some of this fear could be alleviated by stellar record keeping and organization the remaining 11 months of the year, but we are dealing with some impressive personal weaknesses on that front.  Something to be really grateful for??  It’s not April 14th and I’m left stressed to tears because I waited too long to get started.  Silver lining baby!  

Let the pictures tell the story….