stenogoddess
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- Aug 11, 2005
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Morning All -
I spent yesterday preparing my tax return. I itemize and, in Tennessee, that's fun because we have no income tax so if we want to deduct state taxes, we have to add up the sales taxes we've spent over the year. It's depressing to see how much money we fritter away on frivolities such as food and gas when the money could go toward trips to Disney World.
Since I never get a refund, I look forward to tax time as much as McBeth looked forward to Banquo's ghost. Blood will have blood, they say...
But don't take me as complaining about taxes because my point is that with taxes now behind me, I am now really pumped about being only 38 days from the official start of the trip.
Your IRS saga may be over my friend, but mine has just begun. And like Ulysses I expect many sea monsters on the long journey home. My 2011 taxes are all filled away nice and tight. But then today my lovely mail-person brought me a letter from the IRS stating I owe them 36,000 in back taxes from 2010. But I beg to differ. Strongly differ. The first error I see right off is someone has put my SS# on 1099 saying they paid me 91,000. That sooo didn't happen. I would notice if one client doubled my income in one year. As in, I would actually know said client's name and probably send them a fruit basket. It's my great hope this will all be worked out. But I just know it's going to be a pain in butt and take forever and really tick me off in the meantime. Not to mention the fact that I'll probably wind up having to pay something to someone somewhere because, let's face it, they're not going to write me a letter without making me pay for the stamp. Out Out Damn Spot I say!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I've been so busy lately that the only time I have for Italy is when I'm waiting for the shower water to heat up. It's sad really. Hopefully by the start of next week things will be more even. You know you're out of whack when you start tearing up over nothing and your husband asks you what's wrong and you say, all teary, I just want to be on a cruise with John and Kevin. And Jeri says maybe you're just tired. I give him the super death stare. And he says Or maybe you just want to be on a cruise with John and Kevin. In retrospect I think was over reacting about being out of milk.