Our floors are covered with all this helvetica, bright black letters and numbers. It looks like alphabet soup spit up on the ottoman. 1099, E-Z, EIC, FDIC, WAMU, -C. I just filed our taxes in an hour and a half. A sure record. I remember whole work weeks, milk and cookie all-nighters spent doing taxes in my early twenties. And now I'm fire-wired, all connected to my bank and state thanks to Turbo Tax. Who says I'm getting money back this year, which is a wild change from 2006, when I freelanced for three months and we owed and owed and owed. A good omen for the next decade, I think, crossing my toes, fingers and eyes.
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