Done.
Well, it took about six hours over the weekend, a cricked neck from stress, three crying episodes and one Drama Queen meltdown (“I just don’t have a lot of resources right now,” I mewled), but my taxes are done. Quicktax is the way forward!
I’m not getting a return or anything, and have to give the Government ninetysomething bucks for the traumatic experience. But this is the first year in a long time when I made enough that I didn’t qualify for a return, so I guess that evens out. Most importantly, I learned that I could totally do my taxes by myself.
Plus, when I was done, both yesterday and today, I had time to go out into the garden. I planted sunchokes and peas and made a little vegetable patch in the side yard. I did a little weeding, got the recycling taken care of, and had some pizza. Last night I got a little drunk and giggly at Erin’s.
Right now, E is nodding off on the couch beside me, and I’m off to google how to grow broccoli. All in all, it could have been a much worse weekend.
Some Stuff | Liz April 26, 2009
By Erin, April 26, 2009 @ 9:02 pm
Yay! Congratumataxilations! Glad to hear that QT worked out okay for you. And it was great getting drunk and giggly with you last night!
I have vegetable patch envy. Oh, how I long for a day when I can have a vegetable patch and gross Phil out by eating things directly out of the earth. Hehe!
By Arwen, April 27, 2009 @ 9:42 am
What’s a sunchoke?... Wait, I should just google that, shouldn’t I?
I use Ufile.ca for taxes, and I’m sure Quicktax is similar – I hate the pencil and paper returns, because I always get my math wrong at least once.
By rachel, April 27, 2009 @ 12:56 pm
We hereby dub thee Sir Awesome Tax Master, of Disaster.
Look at it this way: at least you’re not a resident alien. The software doesn’t work for us, because we have excessive weirdness.
Captcha: “The ribaldry”! Yeah, baybeh!
By Liz, April 27, 2009 @ 2:32 pm
That’s right, Erin! Phil gets creeped out by any connection between food and the natural world, right?
Arwen: Jerusalem artichoke. And the math? I didn’t have to do much at all!
Rachel, I am going to start calling you my Resident Alien. Because I think that is funny. Also, only you could bring ribaldry to taxes.