Decided to do our taxes early this year. Yes, early means April 14. I have this weird idiosyncrasy: I feel bad if I’m too early with some things. I feel that way if I’m flying. Good stewardship is getting to the gate right as they call my boarding group. I feel that way with preaching. I can never finish sermon prep until the day of. It doesn’t matter how much I’ve studied or prepared, I’ve got to continue fine tuning until the last minute! Same with taxes. I always end up getting them done just in time! That way it’s a rush of adrenaline. Not really. But sort of.

For what it’s worth, Lora is the one who manages our budget and checkbook. But for some strange reason, I really enjoy doing taxes. It’s sort of like an annual puzzle that I try to figure out. Of course, while I’m doing them I keep asking myself: why do I like doing this again?