On this day in which I will be calling the Internal Revenue Service regarding an internally complex tax issue, I am noticing internal dread, trepidation, and other discomfort.
As I’ve blogged about many times (including here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here), I have internal fears about dealing with the Internal Revenue Service, perhaps resulting from my early internalization of this message:
In this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes.
I’m having an internal response to that internalized message (which internally and eternally links taxes and DEATH, for cripe’s sake), which I will now externalize:
OTHER THINGS IN THIS WORLD ARE CERTAIN BESIDES DEATH AND TAXES, PEOPLE!
For example, it’s certain that this post will include photos.
I had many positive internal and external reactions to that incredibly delicious pasta concoction Michael made last night.
When I do a search for songs with “internal” in the lyrics, I find “Diet of Strange Places” by k.d. lang:
My internal clock tells me it’s time to prepare for my phone call to the Internal Revenue Service.
But first, allow me to externalize my internal gratitude for all those who help me express my internal thoughts in this daily blog, including YOU!
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I hope your call was worth it
I made the call, Derrick, and it took time and money to resolve things. Your comments are always worth a lot.
How did your call go? I hope it went well. If it didn’t leave you feeling happy, here are Roy Orbison and k.d. Lang with a song for you…
Your comments always leave me feeling happy, Maureen.
I’m not even certain of death and taxes, although one thing that I am certain of is that k.d. lang does a lovely cover of Patsy Cline’s “Crazy”, a song which captures my own oddly mixed feelings toward both death and taxes.
One thing I’m certain of, Chris, is that you make lovely comments.
I have a internal temor as well as an external tremor and it sucks
I appreciate you and your attitude even more now, Joanne. ❤
I hope the tax call went well. Roy Orbison! Wow. K.D. Lang. What a pair.
Thanks for the supportive comment, Lisa! The tax call is over and all it’s going to cost me is money.
I hope it all went well! I understand the pressure and the buildup of dread! I nearly had a meltdown just working with Amazon’s customer service phone call today, so that tells you what a wimp I can be! LOL! I hope your internal pressures are relieved and you can enjoy some external relaxation now! 🙂
I will NEVER see you as a wimp, Debra. I encountered one nice, helpful person and then one awful person during my call to the IRS, so it all evened out! The awful person told me that the nice, helpful person shouldn’t have even spoken to me and also told me “No need to get snippy, Maam” when I wasn’t being snippy at all. At the end of my conversation with her, I said, “Thanks and I hope you don’t talk to any more snippy people today.” Was that being a wimp? I’m just glad it’s over.
Oh don’t you just hate that when you’re accused of being unreasonable and you are trying to cooperate! LOL! I’ve had that happen and I want to say, “Hey! You’ve never seen me being snippy. I can REALLY be snippy when I want to be!” 🙂 I am glad you made it through, my friend!
Thanks for helping me make it through, my friend!
I hope the internal discomfort improves. Harley and Oscar will help also.
Thanks for helping improve things, Maria!
I hope it all came out well for you, Ann.
It came out well enough, Mark. Thanks for coming out to my blog!
Ah yes…the IRS. [I]t [R]eally [S]tinks!
-Alan
Yes it does, Alan!
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