Not the Ides of April

Today I heard a story by Soundprint on WAMU called "After the Shot" about the assassination of Abraham Lincoln, which took place 143 years ago today. At almost a half hour, it's a really interesting report. One thing it informed me of is that while we all know that the Ides of March is March 15, the Ides of April is April 13. Booth planned on assassinating Lincoln on that day for symbolic reasons, but Lincoln had a bad headache and did not go out as planned. And we all know the rest, until you hear this story.

This brings me to what each year feels like my own demise: income taxes. I still do them with the help of Turbotax, and each year it becomes more complicated and more of an emotional drain. A few weeks ago, V asked me if I had done them, and I just sort of snapped at him. He asked me once, "You don't have an accountant?" and I said no, the economist in me refuses to give in. Even though I'm due a huge refund (because of the move) I still haven't done them. Soon soon.