Blurp!

Uncle Sam stole my money. Lots of it. So did my dentist, but I feel like he actually earned that money, or most of it. Argh.

I feel like my bank account is steadily growing smaller, and we haven't even left yet. Last weekend, in Chicago, my lovely adorable awesome parents bought us two trail packs and a smaller pack for our trip. I love them. The trail packs are gorgeous, and the smaller one is BRIGHT orange. A few years ago, I would never have picked it, and now I wish I could carry it everywhere!

Tim and I also splurged at REI and bought ourselves waterproof hiking shoes. Mine are hideous. Why buy hideous shoes you ask? Because they were more comfortable than the cute ones. But hobbits really can't be judging MY feet, right? ;)

PS. During my training session this morning, she had me flapping like a bird in the hallway. Nope, not humiliating at all....

but, but, but, its MY money....

What is it with taxes? Like really.

Last year, Tim and I got a refund of roughly a grand. This made us happy. Very happy.

This year, we paid for Tim's school out of pocket, he worked part time for the majority of the year, and our taxes are supposedly taken out of every paycheck.

AND YET.

Somehow we owe a grand this year. ONE THOUSAND DOLLARS. We even owe money on our refund from Massachusetts last year. Seriously. This is ridiculous. If you are going to take taxes out of each paycheck, take out enough so that I don't have to write a check in April. Then I can at least trick myself into thinking that the government isn't totally ripping me off. I get nothing from them, and they just keep on taking and taking and taking from me.

Between the two of us, we barely made anything this year. And we are lucky enough (thank god) to not have to pay rent....

Government sucks. Taxes blow.