death and taxes

Just back from our CPA's office, where we completed our 2006 tax return. Always a pleasant experience.
The twist this year: I have to do one for my brother, too. He died suddenly last September. As a bartender, his income wasn't much (declared income, anyway). But the government still wants to know what he earned and how much he'll pay.
What's the old saying? The only things certain in life are death and taxes.
Today was a two-fer, reminding me once again of the certainty of each. And while death may be final, taxes apparently are forever.

wishin' and hopin'

I wish my life were more settled. I hope by this time next year I'm a soon-to-be-published author, getting ready for the release of "Mama and the Murderer.''
But, like Mom used to say, wishing doesn't make it so.
Writing does, and I need to get on the stick. Sit my butt in the seat and WRITE.
There are just so many distractions .... I can find a million things I need to do, all taking me away from the one thing that I MUST do.
Arrrrrgh, Motivation. Why have you deserted me?