Scribblings

My world is right again

I checked my bank account and my tax check has been deposited. I no longer owe the federal government money. I feel better. I hate owing. And next year I’ll have straightened out my social security money in such a way as to go back to my lifelong habit of getting a refund. This year will then be deposited into the same black hole to which I’ve consigned my misbegotten marriage.