Sunday, February 5, 2012

Taken to tax.

At some point in the coming weeks I will need to sit down with an enormous stack of papers and electronic files and do my taxes.

Last year, this process did not go well. No matter how many times I did the numbers and the number of moths that floated their way upward from my turned-out pockets, it was the government's decision that I had somehow held onto more than my fair share. It was determined, thanks to my long association with The Daily Bugle, that I was a small business.

Given the fact that the Bugle's outstanding invoice to me now equals more than I ever made from them over the six-odd years I wrote for them, this was a bitter pill to swallow. 

This year, however, I've tried to do a much better job of things. I've scanned receipts and tracked business expenses. I've kept a list of write-offs and an e-mail file of electronic statements. I've tried, though I still don't believe it to be an accurate designation, to think like a business.

I have no idea what the outcome will be and have considered hiring someone to handle this all for me...though I don't believe that it would truly change whatever awaits on the other side of that long form.

It's just that it would be much easier if I could simply sit nearby with my hands clamped tightly over my eyes.