When you're self employed, as I am, and don't like math, this time of year is the worse. My husband usually does our taxes, but he asks me to get all my records together so that he can do the rest. I build up such anxiety over this every year and it's so stupid. Every year after it's done, as close to April 15 as possible, I vow to do better. I just cannot stand doing this. I can think of a million other things that I'd rather be doing. So I do.
Two days ago, my darling husband declared Saturday to be our "get the taxes done" day. And he repeatedly asked me to have everything together by Saturday. It bugged me that he told me five times that he wanted me to get it all together and I told him I understood what he was asking. Making sure I know what he is requesting does not equal me getting it done. I could either stay up all night and work on it or...let's see....organize my office? Do laundry? Alphabetize my stamp sets? Hmmm. Or I could just do it! I don't know why I dread it so much. I love being self employed 99% of the time. It's just this tax thing that I loathe.
Wish me luck.
Two days ago, my darling husband declared Saturday to be our "get the taxes done" day. And he repeatedly asked me to have everything together by Saturday. It bugged me that he told me five times that he wanted me to get it all together and I told him I understood what he was asking. Making sure I know what he is requesting does not equal me getting it done. I could either stay up all night and work on it or...let's see....organize my office? Do laundry? Alphabetize my stamp sets? Hmmm. Or I could just do it! I don't know why I dread it so much. I love being self employed 99% of the time. It's just this tax thing that I loathe.
Wish me luck.
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