So I started on my taxes about a week ago. I was super organized this year, ahead of the game clock, and 100% intent on not being at the post office on Tax day.

I wasn't getting my blood pressure up, even at the points when I'm looking at what Turbo Tax is asking me for, realizing that the 500 jillionth W-whatever-9000 form I received *doesn't* contain that **freakin** information. I was being very Zen with all of it.

95% done last Tuesday. Procrastinated after that until Sunday. Did the last 5% then, gagged at the checks I had to write, but was also happy to be done with it. And not looking forward to the trip to the post office.

Oh yeah, the trip to the post office:

Of course, it was raining like heck. I didn't think it would be a zoo the day before, but it was. I'm sitting in the left turn lane at the light, waiting to drive in, and the parking lot looked like a pissed-off fire ant hill. No place to park, 200% more cars than spaces, prowling around looking for opportunities.

As I pulled into the lot, a car *right square in front of the main walkway into the place* leaves. Insta-park! Rain also stops right as I'm getting out of my car.

I was stuck in line for a while, but a few places in front of me is:

Anyway, this might've been the *Best [T-1] Tax Day Ever*, aside from having to actually pay taxes as part of it.