This isn't REALLY about the play - not really.
I got my Property tax bills today. Yes, I said bills. Apparently, the tax Assessor think I still own the Dodge Neon I sold last year. No big deal. I'm sure I can work that one out. I can easily go to the DMV and call the business that bought the car and get everything sorted out. But the tax on the car I DO own went up. It went up by over $100. I understand that the TAX went up but that's a lot. Don't cars depreciate over time?
I will admit, the bills from last year fell through the cracks. I forgot about them. I am paying them this week. Maybe after I do that the Tax people will be willing to let me pay in installments for the rest. I would hope so.
Now, why am I writing about this on this blog? Well, the main character is partly based on me. I wonder if she's the same way about this. I got those bills and felt sick immediately. It's a learned response. I find I owe money and I feel sick. I hate that. I face bills I can pay and freak out as if I can't.
Would Kate do that? Maybe she did and now she's over it.
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