You probably know by reading my blog titles that I like to parody famous songs, phrases, or other author's words...somehow that gives some credibility to my writing that I don't have by making things up on my own.
A couple of weeks ago, it was the milkman who cometh, now it is the taxman. Isn't the real title " The Iceman cometh"? I'll have to research that.
Anyway, we all know that the taxman cometh, or we can keep him from cometh-ing in person by being dutiful and preparing our tax returns on time, submitting them, sometimes laying out great deals of cash to the taxman, or waiting patiently for him to return some of the excess money we've lent him over the past year. If the taxman cometh to your house, "yo in a heap of trouble, boy!"
So, I'm ready for the drill. It took me 3 hours to get it all together this morning, but the receipts, 1099s, w-2s and other stuff are all arranged, numbers written neatly for the accountant to review, and ready for Monday afternoon's appointment to get my tax return prepared.
I think being ready on Feb. 1 is a record for me, the earliest that I have been ready for this event. I just hope I have good news, find out that I am owed, rather than I owe ( "I owe, I owe, so off to work I go...." Another parody!), and get the whole messy affair over and done with. I'm not one who will get huge bunches of money back, but if I don't have to pay a bunch, I'll be rejoicing!