I guess I am a legitimate nerd. Chris’ W2 arrived in the mail yesterday and it was like I just won the lottery. All month I have been eagerly awaiting the day that I can start working on our taxes. It’s my favorite time of year. I hear that most people dread it and I just can’t believe it. There is nothing more fun to me than getting all my papers in order and answering all the questions, one at a time, on Turbo Tax. The little numbers up in the corner of the screen that change every time I put in a new piece of information are just like playing slot machines. I’ve never played slot machines but I’ve seen how the numbers rapidly change until they land on the final number. So exciting. I like watching numbers change. I will never play slot machines for this reason. It sounds dangerous. But taxes…..ahhh. Nothing dangerous about them. Just some good old-fashioned fun. Granted, we do have three children and are paying a mortgage on a home in which we have not just one, but two home offices and four different businesses. The things that cost us a patootie-load of money all year long actually benefit us at tax time. We all have to have something to look forward to, don’t we? I don’t even know if I’ll get out of my pajamas today. I’m like a taxaholic.
Speaking of looking forward to things, I just got home from taking the girls to school (yes, in my pajamas). Grace, who is in first grade and loves school (and was in a great mood this morning), sighed loudly in the back seat, buried her French-braided head in her hands and declared, “Third grade is gonna be the worst year of my life…..I just know it.”
The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Cheer up, honey. At least you can look forward to being an adult and doing your taxes.