Rachel E. Dangermond, A Single Woman
I just got my tax bill (CROAK) – that is the sound of me gasping for air. I asked my accountant what the hell? and the response – you are filing single now. Good grief – is it not penalty enough to give up good sex three times a week that now I must also give up the equivalent of the cost of a brand new GMC Denali?
When I signed the closing papers for my refi, the new mortgage paper reads Rachel E. Dangermond, A Single Woman. What goes on?
Maybe I need to have that branded on my forehead – SINGLE – to make sure everyone knows for sure my marital status.