TAXING LIFE OF A ZAPWATER PR GIRL
It’s official. Tax season is here. And despite the painful faces many people make at the mere sound of the word taxes, I am always hopeful come April that I will get a little something back from my hard work in the form of a REBATE CHECK. Rebate. Check. Two simple words, yet when strung together, I can’t help but get excited at the thought of all that money - once taken away month by month in the form of FICAs and SSWTs - that will surely return and be mine once again.
….Except, it’s never mine for very long. Even now as my 1099s sit patiently on my kitchen table, I am already thinking of all the ways I will put the money towards good use: perhaps a plane ticket to visit a friend in Boston, or a new swimsuit for my upcoming trip to Jamaica or how about a splurging on a nice dinner at Zapwater favorite, Hub 51?
No, this year I think I will do something even more unusual with my tax rebate. I think I’ll save it. Because if I’ve learned one thing from living in these economic times, it’s that sometimes the best gift to oneself is truly nothing at all.