|Letting it go|
...sign and done! Thank goodness.
I just Fed Ex'ed my tax information to my tax accountant. It's now in Fed Ex's hands (or trucks) then my tax accountant's. I had to fill out a worksheet sent to me by him and attach all necessary documents. I had four extra documents that I didn't know where to report. But that's why I use a tax accountant. Plus, I have so much more paperwork than ever. All due to the fact that for the past two years, I have been putting money into various retirement accounts. Mama is making sure she's got a nest egg.
I actually loved doing my taxes. I am such a math geek that I find joy in making all the numbers happen. All I ever cared was that I got something back. As long as the Federal and State netted out to a return, I was happy.
The other thing I love is going to the dentist. Which I did this morning. I love the sound of the drill. I love the feeling of having super clean teeth. I especially love finding out that the issue I have been having is nothing that requires any type of surgery. Just a result of some prior work that is not at all bad. I just have to live with the fact that as I am getting older, some of my teeth are getting sensitive to temperature. At least no cavities.
Lots of my friends think I am weird for various reasons but the fact that I enjoy doing taxes and going to the dentist might be the top two reason. I'm just different that way. I have thought about why I am one of the few people in this world that finds joy in things that most people abhor. Not that I find joy in seeing people in pain. Maybe I've just been able to look at things like taxes and the dentist in a rationale way. And not let it have power over me. Thank goodness! Later.
Labels: Dentist, Taxes