When I first heard about the government's economic stimulus payments (i.e., free money), my first thought was about Tom Ford -- his sunglasses, specifically.
Then I remembered the other pair of designer sunglasses I'd bought -- or, better put, let Visa buy. After paying my card down to $2 and some odd cents after Christmas, I manged to go stupid this spring and ... Well, let's just say I owe a lot more than two bucks. Jude Lawsy, though, did I have fun.
So now I'm anxiously awaiting a letter from the IRS with what is, sadly, going to do nothing to stimulate the economy. Instead, it will take a big chunk out of my debt.
Maybe I'll put the majority of the check toward the bill, then go out to Dalesandro's for a self-date night. Then again, I have self-date nights ALL the time -- usually drive-thru in my car after I've left a friend's house on movie night. But there's a HUGE difference between a yummy Caesar salad and a big ol' cardboard pocket of French fries -- a difference measured best in pounds, it seems.
Ya know, I'm just sittin' here assuming I'll even get a dang check. Color me paranoid, but what if I don't get one? Maybe ripping the tags off all those cushions over the years really WAS a crime, and they've kept track of my defiance via surveillance. Or maybe there IS something detrimental to waiting 'til the 11th hour (quite literally) every April 15. Hmm ...
I'll wait 'til my birthday passes before panicking. Between now and then, though, keep your fingers crossed.
Peace, love and stimulation ... xoxo
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