Tax time

...which means the computer must freeze. The M key must now be pounded in order to sort of work. The internet connection must be very dodgy and bug out at least once an hour. Every single calculator in the house must go into hiding. All the very uninteresting WIP plots that have been hanging around looking meh will suddenly develop intriguing possibilities. The kids will require a great deal of attention. They will squabble. The dog will develop the runs.

And we will owe more than we ever have before? Oh, now that's nasty.


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