Death and Taxes.
Thankfully, death isn't something I've had to deal with this past year, although the clock has run out for both business and personal income taxes.
About this time every year I have to sort through mountains of reciepts, figure out year end numbers for all sorts of expenses, and compile it into something the accountant can work with. Once that hard part is done, comes the next hard part: Finding out how much the government is going to rape out of our pockets.
Rape is a strong word, but when I see what kind of work is involved to bring it in, it's sad to see such a large chunk ripped out of our pillowcase come tax time. It doesn't really matter whether it's a big number or a small number - it's all relative. And it's always too much! I'm fairly sure they could "make do with less" if they pared away at extra fat and had to buckle down and pinch pennies the way most families have to today.
To save for a rainy day was sage advice I've heard many times over.
It'll be a rainy day when we get the numbers back - perhaps some of those rainy day (after tax) dollars can be spent on a much needed all-taxes-added where the hell is the sunshine today pick-me-up!