A movement from working to retired to encore life is a journey. My journey started in Arizona, wound through 22 countries and 49 states. First the family followed us and now we follow them, finding ourselves in the First State.
Every Saturday my husband jumps out of bed to make it to the store when it opens at seven am. He hates to shop, but feels I never get what he needs when I shop, so we go together. I LOVE to sleep on the weekends. It refreshes me. I could spend all day Saturday in my jammies, gazing out the window, playing in the garden (we don't have neighbors), working the budget, making plans.
Nope, Saturday at 7 am is shopping time.
I have "wasted my evening" writing papers and reading blogs... 7am will come and I won't be ready.
Death and taxes- the two sure things in the USA....well for some.
I am griping today.
I am tired of paying for small business breaks. Parts of houses, autos with signs on them, "conventions", write offs of computers and every office supply possible, breaks for hiring more people-but charging the client more, complaints about public systems that use their services.
In general, I am tired of it.
Flat tax I say.
When I pay more taxes than a friend who owns a business and only earns "$20,000 a year" but belongs to every major club,has ball park tickets for the family, has every new surgery and drives a large "truck" with an advertising sign....FLAT TAX!
No more writing off home loans, business debt, bad debt or tuition as charity.
And to the person who was sad that they could have spent their inherited money differently- go to an accountant for your own estate. There are ways around everything if you plan and there is not a FLAT TAX!