8:50 on a Monday morning

and January is almost over.  Two more days.

Which is crazy.

But awesome.

Why?

Because I keep getting tax forms in the mail.

And I actually really get a kick out of doing my taxes.

Everyday when I hear the mailman stick something into our mail box I run down the stairs and check to see if there is another tax form in there, and then I can stick it in my tax folder and cross it off my list.

Does this make me odd?

That's okay.  I don't mind.