Sunday, April 4, 2010


It's almost over. Another one bites the dust. Tax season.

You'd think that by now I would be used to it. That I would have adjusted to life without my husband around hardly at all for months on end. Nah.

The home stretch is always the hardest too. Again, you would think that it would get easier the closer you get to the end. Nope. It gets harder. The deadlines loom nearer. The pressure mounts. The stress peaks. The hours stretch longer and longer until it seems like he should just set up a cot at work. All he really does when he comes home is sleep anyway.

This year has been rougher than usual, for several reasons. Not the least of which is the fact that he's been sick. Usually, he has some bizarre tax season immunity. I think this is the first year that he's actually been ill during it. Almost every year, he gets really, really sick right after it ends. But his body didn't want to wait this year. So, he been even more tired and run down than usual. Add to that all the other things going on in our universe right now, and we're both just exhausted.

Trouble is, life keeps going on, regardless of tax season. The kids still need their father, even when he is tired and worn out and sick. The little time they get with him this time of year means everything to them.

He needs to able to sleep more. Worry less. Take care of him better.

It's almost over. Almost.

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