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OMG: Taxes!
My beloved accountant sent me all my tax information. It came in a beautiful little binder with lots of "Sign here" tabs. It was so cute. Until I saw the amount I have to pay the IRS. Holy BeJesus! So, today I have to the bank and get all this done. I'm so afraid I'm going to do it all wrong, even though there are detailed instructions.
Yet another thing that would not cause me anxiety if I only had a husband.
April 14 at 7:45 AM
Comments
I never heard anyone say that our tax packages are 'cute'. That made my day!
Call me if you need me.
Kim at April 14, 2008 2:46 PM
I need a husband for that, too! And to manage my investments. Every year at this time I say I'm going to rejigger my portfolio or hire someone to do it, but then it's the next year again.
Oh, and he should also smell great while servicing me. The husband, I mean. Although if he could be my Schwab guy (seriously, the DREAMIEST blue eyes you've ever seen..and the hint of Southern accent....unggghhhh), so much the better.
Michael at April 14, 2008 6:04 PM
Silly me! And there I was just looking for sex, companionship, the odd game of Scrabble, and maybe a monthly date night or two.
willnyc at April 14, 2008 10:57 PM
Well, if you substitute financial management for Scrabble, same thing!
Ooh, but now I want Scrabble, too.
Michael at April 15, 2008 4:20 AM
I call your financial management and raise you a six pack.
willnyc at April 15, 2008 8:04 PM
