This is something I should chronicle, even though I am weary at the very thought of it--the thought of writing it and of having to find my way through it. Those were the days, when Wayne just did the taxes while I did something else. My job was to provide a 1099 or two and my signature on the tax return and to endure some scolding from him because I had earned a little interest.
So here's what's going on that is making me tired. I have received a letter from The Idaho Tax Commission saying that I owe taxes for 2006. I've been searching, phoning, telling myself to just pay, and so on. But I do not understand where they got all their numbers, and I have asked why it took them so long--like three years--to notify me and why I should pay interest for all that time. I mean, if you don't ask, the answer is always no. Right? And so on and so forth again.
I guess $300 to them is not much. Well, it's enough that they're coming after me for it. To me it's a lot of money. Don't misunderstand. I will pay it if I owe it. Of course.
Yes, my plan now is to wait until they tell me where they got the numbers, then I'll just pay.
That's enough details.
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Oh brother. I am, for the first time, using an accountant to help me with my taxes. "Using." Kind of like an accountant is a piece of technology.
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