As everything else comes to a head, the IRS decides to start breathing down my neck. Let’s suffice it to say that last fall my attorney wanted me to give him $1000 retainer to begin straightening this out (I am certain the final bill will be 5 times that) but didn’t want me to do anything until I could bring him all my paperwork in order. Hmm.. Seen my house? The paperwork is anything BUT in order.
So this is how we come to make those difficult choices in life.. Does one choose to live under the bridge or jump off of it?
