I did our taxes three times. I crunched the numbers. Cleared the calculator and crunched again, twice. The numbers I came up with were bigger than we had seen in the past. A week went by and after I was sure it was correct, I filed. Our return was accepted and our heads started dreaming of paying bills and having a little money left over to play with. We dreamed and dreamed and dreamed.
The return was deposited in our bank account yesterday morning.
Last night our less than 5 year old furnace stopped working. This morning it was 58 degrees in our house.
Ryan called the repair man. It will cost parts plus $150/hour for labor to fix.
I guess the Lord knew we would need a little extra cash this year.