That's the best way to describe....Tax Season.
A mathematical crescendo. Gradually building. Shifting gears. Without warning....evenings are filled. Saturdays spent. Sundays lost.
Paces pick up. Tensions strain. Tempers flare.
The Deadline....looms.
Then.....
Nothing.
The BIG day...here and gone...in the bat of an eye.
Almost....disappointing.
There are still numbers to crunch. Forms to fill. Returns to file.
Eh....you know what they say........
Death and Taxes...
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If you're a surfer in Oregon there is one more certainty - stinky booties.
kinda like Finals Week - that ahhhhh... when you hand in the last test.
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