It's that time again: time to meet the accountant. I've been working on his packet of papers this afternoon, which is not my favorite way to spend a Saturday. But it's better than doing the taxes ourselves. As we get older, things get more complicated. And there are new words like depreciation and schedules, which for me go in one ear and out the other. So I lay it all out on his desk, and he does the dirty work. He's a nice guy though. We've known him since grade school (small town, you know).
Anyway, this little ditty has been going through my head all afternoon.