Just Another Number
It seems my life has once again come down to a series of numbers.
My Social Security Number, my driver's license number (now different to prevent identity theft), my health plan number, my health savings plan number, my address, the square footage of my office in my house and my house itself, my vehicle license plate (I'm changing cars), and the amount of income I made writing last year.
What does all this get me? Hopefully more money back from the government which took plenty to "hold" in case they decided I might not need it all.
And people wonder why I keep my house at 68 degrees (winter) and 74 degrees (summer). I like the sweater/stripper looks. Okay, maybe not stripper, but short-sleeve shirts and shorts until first frost.
Maybe next year I'll be able to afford an extra blanket. The magic number is $17.00.