Hooray, hurrah. mrpeenee has done his taxes. Yay.
Actually mrpeenee has shoved a bunch of papers into an envelope and sent them off to my long suffering tax guy for him to work his wonky magic on. Every year, just as the last of the Thanksgiving turkey is clogging up my cholesterol, I start receiving mailings inscribed with something like”Important Tax Document Enclosed, Do Not Discard. Idiot.” They pile up on a corner of the desk I keep reserved for them, looking more and more ominous until I finally give up and that’s where the “shoving into an envelope and praying that it’s enough and signed in the correct places” part comes into play.
And tonight I have done that. As I said earlier, yay.
As a reward to myself for doing the absolute, bare minimum in what could be considered money management here;