I hate when that happens.
Where’s my hairbrush? How did it get in the toilet. Hannah!
My car keys. Where are my car keys?
Oh, wait. I’m self-employed. That was a real nightmare.
Time to go back to bed.
I just finished my income taxes and I owe $16.50. Another successful year in the freelance game. April is the worst month for the self-employed (except December, when it’s Christmas and you’ve had a bad year).
But one of the nice things about being self-employed and unsuccessful is that you aren’t gripped with the pre-tax season chill.
You aren’t worried, wondering where you put that receipt for the new computer — because you’re still working on the old one!
My equipment is so old that I can’t even depreciate it anymore and nobody will buy it so I don’t have to claim that, either.
I don’t have to keep a huge box of receipts because I don’t have that many.
I don’t have to worry about fluffing the old expenses to reduce my taxable income because it’s so low it doesn’t even match my personal deduction of $10,000.
Thank God for pension splitting.
That’s why I owe $16 because I made a whopping $12,000 after splitting Scott’s CBC pension income.
Still, I’m glad taxation season is over and I can get to the real job of trying to make a living.
Or I can just do what I always do.
Have a nap. Sit on the deck with a book. Watch the Marilyn Denis Show to find out what kind of pantyhose obscures the lines of my panties.
Wait! I don’t need pantyhose.
That’s my life –full circle.