This is the day that I once dreded. It was a deadline on the calender that I had to get my paper work done–so that I would get arrested. That would be bad.
Now, Monica does the taxes. She does them way in advance. So, tax day has lost its bite. It is just another day on the calender. She does a very good job.Â
The only reminder it gives me now is that for the next 15 months, I don’t pay taxes.