Only in this case, the bill collector is Uncle Sam and little cousin Wilbur is the IRS.
Sometime during what's left of this long holiday weekend, I plan on doing my taxes and along the way, I plan on shedding quite a few tears as well. Those tears won't be shed because I'll be paying (haven't done that since the mid 90's) but because I lost a few tax deductions for the year.
Up until last year, I was able to use my son as a deduction, since he was still under 18. Now, because he's over 18 but not a full time student, he's no longer a tax deduction for me, but for himself. And for himself, he's getting a tax refund of about $25, which in my opinion, is very sucky tradeoff.
Also, the "Making America Work" tax deduction has vanished, which also sucks, and I'll tell you why.
For the past couple of years, I was able to claim this $800 deduction simply because I decided to start selling my self-pubbed books on my own. So in addition to claiming a few certain expenses (i.e. renting a postal box), I was able to claim this deduction as well. Now, because the representatives that we elected to represent us are not, this deduction (along with others) went bye-bye.
The reason that I need to add a little rhythm to the squeal is that I'm doing something else this weekend that's making me squeal: a third round of edits for my novel.
Yes, just like doing my taxes makes me squeal, so does editing my novel. To drown out the squealing and help me concentrate, I've decided to play a few c.d.'s. And if you think that the music chosen matches up with the overall feel of the novel, you are sadly mistaken.
Little Feat Let It Roll
Beastie Boys Ill Communication (although I can't seem to get past track 8)
Soundtrack to the movie The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly
The Eagles On The Border
Train Drops Of Jupiter
The Offsping Americana
RATM The Battle of Los Angeles
Green Day Dookie
Live Throwing Copper
And since, to a certain degree that this post is about whining, I leave you with a favorite song about whining.