Flu and Taxes

They don't go together all that well, really. I filed my forms last night and this morning cycled up to the post office to mail the cheque to the FTB. That last was not the smartest move I've made this year. The cycling, I mean. That flu has really taken the starch out of me. Leading me to wonder: "If I have so little judgement as to think I could easily bicycle all the way to the P.O., what sort of judgement did I use filling out the tax forms?" Lord have mercy. I suppose I shall find out soon enough.

I don't suppose the revenuers are known for their sense of humour?

No. I suppose not.