So, Tax Day has Com & Gone. What's Left?

Sigh.

I hate this time of year. Filing taxes shows you all the money you make, and then how much you give to the State and then to the Fed. After mortgage (yes, we live in suburbia), bills, car payment... Well, let's just say there ain't a whole lot of scratch left for having fun.

Sigh.

It is time to re-visit the financial planner. The price of fuel is driving up the costs of driving (who knew?), food (have you priced a gallon of milk lately?), and even clothes. And anything left over? Property taxes are killing what little we have left.

I feel a deep depression coming on, and I'm not talking about the stock market.