Today I had my taxes "done." I go to the same tax guy every year but this year was different. I handed him all my paperwork and he got to work. He sorted through all the papers, typed in lots of numbers, let the computer do it's computing and finally turned to me with a smile. Yes a smile. At least I think he was smiling, it's hard to tell with masks. His eyes seemed to be smiling. Then he spoke those magical words "Your refund will be $........" REFUND!!! Did someone say refund? It's a concept that's pretty foreign to me. This is the first time in at least five years that I've had a refund. Mind you, it wasn't a huge refund. I spent about half the amount in the grocery store later today. The reason for this largess from Uncle Sam is simple. In 2020, the year of the pandemic, I didn't go anywhere. No flights to see family. No great vacation in some far away place. I was supposed to go to Switzerland but that didn't happen. So now I know, if I want refunds I simply need to stop digging into my savings to finance trips. Sorry, that's not going to happen.
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