Last week I gathered my T4, my required receipts, and went to the account to get my taxes filed. I fixed a broken dryer door, and replace a part on my washer. Many people my age either have kids entering elementary school, or kids ready to graduate from high school. Some have married more than once. Some are content to stay in common law relationships.
Welcome to adulthood. Actually, welcome to the fortysomething years as things don’t work the same way they used to, or it’s time to take a long, hard look at our lives. While at the accountant, this song played through my head by Pursuit of Happiness.