Thursday, February 3, 2011

tax prep (lyn)

Every year I spend an hour or so with Janet, my accountant of 26 years.  I last saw her February 22, when I weighed exactly 10 pounds more than I do now.  I take off my coat and she looks at me and says, “ In all the time I’ve known you, you have never looked this good.  You look beyond fabulous.”  And I’m not even trying (jeans, sweater, no eye makeup, straggly needs-coloring hair).  Even with a near-zero income tax return, I leave Janet’s happy.  

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