Okay ... My husband and I break our necks to get all our receipts, annual statements, income statements, expenses, mileage, etcetera in order by Valentine's Day every year because that's when our accountant intakes our return information.
For the third year running, we are down to the wire waiting for him to call us with our taxes done. The call hasn't come. My husband went to the office to find out he's filing an extension. An extension! I've NEVER filed an extension in my life!
I'm SO PISSED OFF right now because we practically ruin our post-holiday weeks with stress to get everything ready for this man two months in advance of the deadline and for what???? More stress????
**** it! Next year, I'm doing it myself.
For the third year running, we are down to the wire waiting for him to call us with our taxes done. The call hasn't come. My husband went to the office to find out he's filing an extension. An extension! I've NEVER filed an extension in my life!
I'm SO PISSED OFF right now because we practically ruin our post-holiday weeks with stress to get everything ready for this man two months in advance of the deadline and for what???? More stress????
**** it! Next year, I'm doing it myself.