Each year when I sit down to prepare my taxes, I naturally look at the past year and wonder how far I’ve come, where I’m going, etc. Financially, of course. I always make all kinds of promises to myself, like: Next year I will do it sooner, next year I will log everything into a spreadsheet as soon as I do it/get it/etc. This year, my only real reflection is: I hope my life never gets much more complicated than this. I don’t want to earn that much more money, spend that much more money, or move up much more in the world. I want to make the most of what I have, which is a lot. Who knew that the IRS would be the catalyst to make you realize how incredibly lucky you are? I have food, shelter, and clothing, and am not terribly in debt. There is work that I enjoy doing. I wouldn’t dare ask for more.