I thought taxes were worthy of a blog. A Hatred Blog. I don't care if I'm getting money back. I still hate them. I will always hate taxes. You can't change that so don't try. Yes, even if I got a million bucks back. I would hate them. See what I mean? DON'T TRY.
I wish there was the opposite of a "heart" to stand for "hate" but I know it wouldn't do it justic.
Today I've spent a literal 2 hours searching for my tax junk (aka documents) and finding my write-offs for Pampered Chef, Charitable giving (which, in and of itself just makes me cranky..not the giving-the fact that it's a tax write off...), medical bills, interest paid for my mortgage...etc.... You know...it's just stupid.
I HATE TAXES.
It's not even so much that I paid them in the first place. I guess I don't even mind that-it's a part of life...so deal. But, the concept behind those who make an honest living feeling like they have to search all around, make sure they get their write-offs, and "claim" what's "theirs"...GRRRRRR.
Not that I'm gonna let it stop me from getting as much as I can back. Oh no. I will play that game to the best of my ability. And hate every living second of it.
I'm done now. And I hope nobody actually made it to the end of this post. It wasn't worth reading.
I made it to the end. So there. My mom works during tax season for an accountant so you can be glad that taxes are giving my mom another job. :p
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