Nashville, TN: What they don't tell you about tax season is that you're about to embark on remember-when journey of the previous year. When you glance through your receipts, you not only notate how many times you went to Target and spent a minimum of $80 (when you really only went to pick up a few essentials), but you are zapped back to that moment of time when all the world was right... or everything was falling apart... based on that bottle of wine on a Friday night or that bottle of Advil on a Saturday morning.
Here are just a few memories I conjured up today, as I prepared my taxes:
3.3.09
$29.72 (15 GBP)
From Me To You - Liverpool:
bought Mom a Beatles' t-shirt right outside of The Cavern Club. Feeling: so freaking cool!
5.8.09
$56.16
Harbor House - San Diego:
reconnected with a touring friend I hadn't seen in years and had lunch at a restaurant by the water. Feeling: butterflies.
6.10.09
$11.34
Bongo Java East - Nashville:
coffee and bagel, complimented with a hangover and regret after an evening of poor choices. Feeling: defeated.
10.8.09
$9.30
Cantina Grill - Denver Airport:
lunch with the band during a layover to a gig in Boise. Feeling: accomplished.
11.21.09
$38.05
Smelly Cat Coffeehouse - Charlotte, NC:
purchased more Smelly Cat paraphernalia at the coffeeshop closest to my name with
a dear friend who lugged me there and back on show day.
Feeling: loved.
So, you see, what they DON'T tell you is that along with dealing with the intricacies of figuring out how to write off that 7th pair of glasses you just had to have, you also have figure out if you are really ready to write off that entire last year.