Wednesday, April 16th, 2014 07:26 am
The only thing less thrilling than Tax Day is having a dentist appointment on Tax Day.
I managed to finish e-filing on the afternoon of the 14th, after several days spent checking all the numbers TaxACT spit out, because on the first run it over-reported my state income by about $90,000 thanks to a glitch in how it transferred the information from my federal form 8949. OH OKAY THANKS.
When all was said and done, I owed less overall than I did last year, which was a relief, but with more state and less federal. When I went to authorize a direct debit from the state, the instructions said, "at least three days from the filing date, but no later than 4/15." So I put in 4/15, and it yelled at me about it not being three days out and wouldn't let me proceed until I changed it to 4/17. If the state comes after me for a late penalty, I will tell them to collect it from the TaxACT people.
At least they notified me that my state return was accepted. I didn't even get that satisfaction last year. Sheesh.
So after I got my teeth cleaned and ran a few errands, I came home to find Robby had completely dismantled the upstairs office so he could move things around, and I had a panic attack, because moving my stuff around without discussing it with me first is NOT OK. I like how the shelves are arranged now that he's done, but in the aftermath, it's even more egregious how much crap I have piled up there that I need to get rid of. I spent most of the evening boxing up the kids' outgrown clothes, which is NOT how I'd planned to spend my time.
Other things I need to do with the rest of my week include making uncomfortable phone calls, hemming my Easter outfit, and reading the comic books Mack lent me a few months ago. Hopefully next week will be less stressful. In the meantime, at least I have a Nickel Creek concert to look forward to tonight.