April 15th, 2005


Is this any day to have a birthday?

When I was born on April 15, back in the Stone Age, taxes were due March 15.

Now Tax Day is my birthday, and I manage to always ruin it.

After handing in a job on Monday that took 77 hours (two books of Dell reprints), I segued straight into an intense week of updating my financial information for the last year. Quicken, TaxCut... whee!

The good news is I'm getting a birthday present from the IRS. Also someone who turned 50 a few days ago is having a party tomorrow, so I get to celebrate by proxy. (Since turning 40 with a wonderful party at Triplets - a fantastic bar mitzvah-like restaurant no longer there - I've pretty much ignored the passage of time.)

Every year, I vow to keep the records updated on an ongoing basis, and get to taxes earlier, but somehow...