I’m sore all over. I’m tired. My brain is fried. Lightly, like tempura, but still fried. (Is it insensitive of me to refer to anything Japanese? I don’t mean to be insensitive.)
I just got an email from TurboTax that says “It’s time to put the ‘fun’ in refund!” Good luck with that ad campaign. If I dream about doing our taxes, we’ll know they put subliminal messages in their emails. I’ll let you know. I’ll be doing important investigative work in my sleep.