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I am done, DONE, with our taxes. I just sealed the last envelope. It is time to celebrate. My husband, boss-man, has even offered to take me, his accountant, out to dinner to celebrate. I whole-heartedly accepted, especially since I haven't gotten our grocery shopping done. I was preparing our taxes instead. (I'd rather grocery shop.) I love being self-employed. My husband especially loves being self-employed. For those of you that have read Created to Be His Helpmeet by Debi Pearl, my man is Mr. Visionary himself. Our life is full of adventures. There was a time when I dreamed of having a "normal" schedule so we could actually make "normal" plans. My husband actually worked a "normal" job in his line of work for awhile. It didn't take too long before the life was drained from him. His creativity had no outlet. Yep, self-employed is the life for us. I've learned it is much more fun to ride the roller coaster hand in hand than to stand and watch, waiting for him to get off the ride. Plus, when I was a professional career woman way back when, my boss didn't take me to dinner when I tackled a project. (That would have been kinda weird anyway.) Did I mention, I'm done with our taxes?!?! |
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