I Do Like My Tax Cut

I’ve been a software developer since May 11, 2009. At that time, I made $50,000, right out of college. Six years later, I was making about $85,000. Then, I left that little company that allowed me to cut my teeth in the industry and grow, for a job that gave me an 85% raise. We were flush with money. My wife, I,  and six kids then spent it all. We not only spent it all, but we blew tens of thousands of dollars in credit.

Then we refinanced the house and had an extra $3000 a month in income to spend – which we did. We added all the debt back within two years. I then left my job, which I hated, and took a $25,000 pay cut, so I could be a full time employee, get paid vacations and holidays, and not worry about the behemoth company I worked for, calling my contract without notice.

This pay cut made us struggle a bit. It added stress on my marriage, along with the stress that was already there, and was a catalyst leading to our pending divorce. Yet we made it work partly because my soon to be ex-wife, who graduated from college in 3.5 years, pushed herself through many adversities, and is now on track to be very successful. I couldn’t be more proud of her accomplishments.

As we worked toward the divorce, we lived paycheck to paycheck, some of it our own fault, but much of it due to the crap of life that seems to hit at all the wrong moments.

Then, Trump’s tax cut hit my paycheck. I all of a sudden had an extra $200 a month. That amount seems tiny, but it was a huge help to my bottom line. I’m grateful for the extra money, but I do wish that it didn’t come at such a high cost.

Now, the contradiction:

I will gladly pay more, if it means we get the Orange Turd out of office, or even hamper his agenda, which changes every few segments of Fox and Friends.

That is all.