When is it ok to drink wine before noon?
A little background . . Chad is trying to apply for some kind of work/study program and the FAFSA forms have to be filled out. OMG! They want to know way more info that I know about everything I don’t deal with (finances!) so Vince had to get involved in filling it out. I’m downstairs trying to sew; Vince is upstairs and keeps hollering down and asking me questions. I turn off the machine, go upstairs and sit and help . . that’s the least I can do. Got the forms finished and I came back downstairs to sew.
The mail man came. He rang the doorbell so I knew it had to be something good. He brought me a box of herbs from a very nice blog reader. I opened them, oohed and ahhhed over them, came back downstairs without looking at any other mail.
Do you panic when you get something from the IRS? I do! It isn’t that I do anything criminal (I hope); it’s just that I’ve heard few good stories and many horror stories from people dealing with the IRS. It doesn’t help that we sent all our info to the CPA, he did our taxes, filed electronically and later, as we were looking at them, Vince said “You had a BIG loss with your business!” (Quilting, teaching, book sales, etc.) No, I did NOT! Vince called the CPA and he somehow saw my expenses but didn’t see my income! Tell me how (1) you can look at a spreadsheet and see the “Expense” page and not see the “Income” page right next to it and (2) how can you put down a ton of expenses and zero income and not think . . hmmm, this might not be right? So, we had to file an amended return and since we owe a chunk, we’re holding off til closer to the deadline to send that in.
So today . . the mail man brings this:
Well, the mail man didn’t actually bring the wine . . just the IRS letter that caused me to make good on my thoughts to CJ that I might need a drink this morning. The IRS seems to think they owe us money. Nope, folks, we owe you money . . do not give us money because you’ll just take it back when you get the amended returns!
Next week, Vince will take the IRS letter and go visit the CPA again. I’ll get a few more gray hairs worrying about it all.
But for now . . I’m going back to sew . . as soon as I finish my wine! 🙂