I just spent the past 3 hours working on my taxes and I consequently feel like my head is about to explode. Literally, explode, into a thousand pieces, all over our white walls. The pain from trying to decipher turbo tax’s asinine logic is pretty high on my pain tolerance threshold.
I entered my 1099-misc form for my directing work over the summer and TT is like “Oh hai thur, since you own a business, can you tell us about the gas mileage you use to get to your self-employed business? Oh and then can you tell us about the $28 loss your business had?” Um, are you kidding?
And THEN TT was all, “Oh btwz, you owe almost 2K in taxes to Massachusetts! Lolz sorries! Go Red Sox!”
No. No chance. Lies!
I knew it had to be an error. So, after wiping my entire account clean and starting over, I finally was able to finish my taxes, file my return, and get confirmation of my $3,000+ refund. As it should be, turbo tax. As it should be.
Of course, now I’m like:
Let’s go shopping!!!!!!!
But first, I need a drink.
Nothing makes you feel like more of an adult than completing your taxes. Or maybe drinking an entire glass of gin. Only gin.
Reader Question(s): Have you done your taxes this year? Do you use an online form or an accountant? Which do you recommend?