Mexican doorbell at 6:30 AM. Car horns honking, then loud Spanish rap coming from car waiting for whoever (whomever?). Then more honking. People are really inconsiderate around here. I just try and WAIT them out.
The good news is I finally made a plane reservation. The bad news is that I can't find my passport! And there is a possibility that it has expired. Was gonna go home and tear apart my house tonight but going out to dinner instead. Which of the 52 piles is it at the bottom of? Between the taxes not done and the passport not found, I am feeling somewhat frazzled. But I could have worse problems....like no legs.
I hate, hate, hate our tax system. Totally convoluted and confusing. Called up an accountant hoping that she would know what I need to declare for my pension, but she didn't seem to have a clue. I am sure if I contact my employer they will just say they can't give tax advice. I am probably one of the few people who read the booklets cover to cover. Did you know that you MUST declare all of your income from:
- bribes
- kickbacks
- illegal drug sales
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