I did a little better today in that I got farther along on my daily to-do list. But then I started my taxes and that took four hours and nearly four hundred bucks and now all the optimism and hopes of spring are gone. I stupidly imagined I might just get back enough for the electrical work we need before the excavation work we need before I can even THINK about buying a shed. Turns out, I can’t even afford a fucking cat from the pound.
You know, between the news and my options for side hustles (despite my over-education), and my need for health care and my property’s needs for all kinds of expensive work done… I’m beat today. At least I paid my fucking taxes, though, right?
So, here’s to hard work not paying for shit. And maybe here’s to a better tomorrow.