Today was a good day. I finished doing my taxes. Throughout high school and college, when I was working for my dad, I just let the accountant who did the company's payroll do my taxes. At that time, I didn't care how much it cost because I didn't want to have to do all that math on my own.
When we got married, having nothing and pinching ever penny, I decided that it was time that I stepped up and figured out how to do it on my own. The first time was a little rough, but I've been doing it ever since. And I don't do it with a computer program; au natural with me baby.
I admit: I sorta like doing my taxes [sounds masochistic, but it's true]. It's like gambling on a puzzle; it's not until you get close to the end that you realize if you'll be ecstatic or angered. Only once in the past eight years have we owed money to the government. But we've been blessed not to owe a large amount. And since we embarked into the world of home ownership, our returns have been repeatedly pleasant.
I will say that I'm a little ticked that we did owe on our Ohio taxes. I did some outside speaking that I didn't pay taxes on. And since the state allows for fewer deductions than the federal, we owed some on that. So for the afternoon, I hate Ohio.
Yeah, boring stuff, but it's my life.