I know I am not alone in this sentiment, but income tax sucks. It just does. Chad and I bust our asses all year, paying taxes all along, even withholding extra from each paycheck, and still we owe a ridiculous amount. How is this possible? My dad is explaining some of the concepts behind it to me, but still, I don’t get it. Granted, I have never been the sharpest knife in the drawer when it comes to financial issues, but I have been handling my money very well for the past few years, and this is just a slap in the face. I’m livid.
Unfortunately, when I am upset, I almost always lose sleep. Last night was no exception, even though I went to bed earlier than I have been recently. Still not early enough, and completely ineffective against stress-induced insomnia. Around six (my usual wake-up time) I started sleeping, so I slept in until seven-thirty, arriving to work at nine, which means I’ll be here until six tonight. Terrific. Another evening shot, since I’ll have the taxes waiting for me in a nice, neat little pile when I get home.
The worst part of all this is that it makes me feel stupid. I know I am not stupid, but it makes me feel like I am, all the same. We’re probably going to end up taking this all to an accountant, which pisses me off because of the idiocy of paying money in order to determine how much money we’re going to have to pay. Insert more stupid feelings here. RAAR!
I am really looking forward to seeing David and Colleen this weekend. If nothing else, I will have time away from tax time, and that’s what I need. I have so much work to do so I must return to it now. One last note: did anyone see “The Osbournes” on MTV last night? I typically avoid MTV, but I taped it for Lily last night, and caught just a few minutes before leaving for work this morning … hilarious. They couldn’t have scripted it: it’s too funny. And Sharon’s hot! I love a mature woman with a penchant for using the f-word.