Internal Revenue Servitude

With the speediest attention ever paid to something so unsatisfying, we have managed (nearly entirely due to my husband's legwork) to pay our taxes already.

Though it is somewhat more satisfying when you are poor, and you know that the government actually owes you.

Until, of course, that fateful moment, when you discover that the proud and respectable contribution one of you made, in the form of military service to your country, is being rewarded by the collection of unpaid debt to a life-insurance plan that you know you refused even when the drill sergeant was screaming in your face that you were a damn idiot for turning it down. Damn you and your $262!!

At least there will still be some left for us...but somewhere, in a tiny filing cabinet far, far away, is proof that the rest of that money is rightfully ours. Uncle Sam Stikes Again. :-)