Showing posts with label taxes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label taxes. Show all posts

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Just Gimme a Break Here!!

     One thing I really hate about life is having to walk around all smiley and happy go lucky when there's a load of world on your shoulders.  I've been feeling that way a lot lately; having to just grin and bear it just ain't my style, but it seems it's all I've really been able to do recently.  Seems to be the usual, same 'ol same 'ol stuff, but with an extra dose of blah mixed in with it.  Maybe not blah.  Maybe it's just the lack of patience I've been experiencing.  I know...it's my own fault.  But I'm not perfect, and at least I see what it is.  Seems as though the school (I've started two new classes that are the hardest BY FAR) load is building, the pressure to find the perfect house and move before the lease is up is building, had to get my taxes done (it's pretty complicated...not just a 1040EZ for here) for the lender as well as filling out the new FASFA forms, kid stuff...seems the list just goes on and on.  Now add to that list getting about 100 forms put together of financial records for the lender and now the waiting game.  Oh and throw in two HUGE papers due (that I haven't even started) and baby girl's birthday weekend up ahead which means making the birthday cake, shopping, and wrapping.  Plus all the extra stuff that goes along with a little princess turning 7.  Fun times ahead!  It's 2 in the morning before I blink, then I'm up and out the door by 5:45 to go work out and start the day.  I. Am. Crazy!!
     I really feel some moments I'm gonna just bust...and take everyone with me!  But.  I do have so many blessings to focus on, and that's what really keep me going.  A God full of mercy and grace who wants nothing but the best for me.  I have an incredible family that gets me outta bed everyday.  The love of a man that is the answer to a billion prayers...and then so much more.  Three kids that are every parents dream.  A roof over our head.  Bills paid.  Full bellies.  Fun.  Laughter.  Memories made and being made everyday.  What more does a girl need??
     I guess if I've been a little spacey, stressed, tired, irritated, down, zoned out, or frustrated, I apologize.  I just ask that you put yourself in my shoes...then run.  Run like the wind!!  I'm kidding...all of this is just temporary, right??  RIGHT??  Sometimes it's hard putting yourself in someone else's shoes.  Just remember...chances are, they are probably just trying to make it through the day.  Give 'em a break.         

Friday, February 3, 2012

One Thing is for Sure...I Hate Taxes!

     I'm doing my taxes.  Actually, I'm really TRYING to read some of the info the IRS puts out on a few questions I have...then I will start my taxes.  So much stuff is hung up waiting for me to do it, that I'm feeling the pressure of getting it done.  My FASFA (school grants) funding is waiting and the earlier I get my taxes done the more money I usually get.  The mortgage broker is waiting for the tax return to get closer to buying the house of our dreams (we found it!).  So stinkin' much is waiting on it!
     If you danced around naked in October 4 times, but not more than 8 times in November, you can deduct the percentage of the difference of dancing around naked in February.  But only if you attach schedule 514D.  Sheesh.  Talk about a freakin' headache.  Not that I can't do this myself, mind you.  Cause I can.  And I will.  Cause I'm hard headed and stubborn like that and my parents didn't raise no fool.  Okay...got a little carried away there.  But you get the point.  I like the feeling of accomplishment when I get it done.  Although I really think this is gonna be the last year I do them myself.  Too many changes in store for 2012 to keep up with.  I'll just pay the big bucks to someone else to do it.
     I really thought I was gonna have to pay in a chuck of cash this year because of the way I had done things (on purpose) but thankfully, because I'm a student and somebody at the IRS actually has a heart, it looks like I could possibly get a refund.  Nice.  I'm good with that.
      So I have to apologize now...if I'm grumpy, cranky, or just downright mean.  Blame it on the IRS and all their horrible rules and regulations.  Cause I am probably working on my taxes.