The Confessional: This is how I prepare to pay the piper.
It happens every year.
I dread this time of year all. year. long.
Everytime I drive by one of those guys wearing a Statue of Libery costume, flippin’ a “We do your taxes so you don’t have to” sign… my stomach churns and I get chest pains.
Don’t we wish I was exaggerating.
Chest pains.
How do I cope? I prepare for the tax season throughout the year by shoving receipts and important documents
in a basket.
And then…
Please ignore the stains on the carpet.
I choose to think my floor has character when there are stains on it. Hitherhencetofore, my floor has a great deal-o-character.
I do have CPA who will make sense of all this, but first I must sort through the paperness of 2011.
You’d think I’d be all software or Excel spreadsheet savvy.
Noooooooope.
Pen. Paper. and a calculator.
Then I close my eyes, plug my nose and give my scribbles to my beloved and much adored CPA. Along with my apologies.
I might as well deliver my papers to her in a horse-drawn carriage.
To all my fellow United States of Americans… best of luck, Godspeed and may the math be on your side.
Igh. Math. *gag*
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I feel your pain! I just wrote about our taxes today too!
Ours are pretty easy, so I do them myself, but I don’t make money blogging and my husband has a traditional J-O-B. Even then, it generally takes me two hours to do our taxes, but I’m convinced I get more back than when we used to use HR Block. I think we missed a couple of credits we qualified for when we used them, so I’m glad I was finally able to get the dude on board with just letting me do them.
If I ever start being all bloggy business (or even webcartoonist/artiste bidness), I’m definitely going the CPA route, too!
Your blog has absorbed the greater part of my evening now that I found you – but I had to stop and say that I snorted in laughter at this post. You crack me up and I’m so glad I stepped out of my comfort zone to share a cab with you in NYC.