This time of year depresses me. Between taxes and the anniversary of the Oklahoma City Bombing, I have to force myself to get motivated sometimes.
Today, I treated myself to dinner at I-Hop because I was procrastinating and dreading the tax deadline. (I also had a Groupon coupon, which didn't hurt.) I had not done any tax preparation other than gather up the W-2s and assorted documents - a grand total of four pieces of paper. Itemized deductions are but a distant memory. Sigh...
I was feeling somewhat melancholy. When I opened the silverware packet, I discovered this small note wrapped tightly around the knife.
What a good reminder that this time of year isn't all that bad. I did smile - and I kept on smiling, even through the filing of the taxes.