An Entry in the Blogging from A to Z in April Challenge
Taxes. I’ve made my fifth trip to my CPAs office. A record. Last year it was once. The year before, my first year to gather the tax information, once.
Taxes. Why the difference? Can’t tell you. My muddled brain may never make sense of it. I’m not even sure I’m done with my part yet for this year. Good thing there’s an automatic extension.
Taxes. Such a pain this year. When I deliver yet another piece of data, I tell the CPA’s assistants that I didn’t sign up for this. A by-product of becoming a widow from a husband who handled the finances.
Taxes. Advice? If you don’t do your own taxes, sit down Right Now with your tax-information-gatherer and get a list of what you’d need. And next to each item, write down where you get it from.
Taxes. This action may save you from ulcers one day.
Taxes. I have some Bailey’s. Want to join me?