I mean, granted, I'm a fairly simple girl, especially this year. No job change, no address change, no dependents, etc. The only deduction I had was for my student loan interest.
But I was freaking out! Because I couldn't find anything. I was getting so frustrated. I mean, I know this apartment is messy, but it's not that big of an apartment, you know? There are only so many piles of paper in here. And I went through all of them. But I never found my W-2 (I told my boss about that at the end of last week, and he had a new one in my hands by Monday), nor did I discover the letter from my student loan people in re: interest (I called their 866 number tonight, and got my info from an automated system. Hooray for automated systems!) But I got it done anyway! And I'm getting MONEY back! I don't think I've gotten federal money back before. My dad didn't think I would, what with all the overtime I worked (I hope I didn't screw something up).
It goes right into the Scooter Fund, I will tell you what.
So yeah, taxes! I filed my NJ taxes over the phone! I'll photocopy my federal and send it in tomorrow! I was early!! Hooray for me! Hooray hooray hooray!
I was about to talk about a condescending email I got from my dad today, and how I wish he would learn to speak to me in a way that doesn't immediately put me on the defensive, but I do the exact same thing to him. And I love him. And he's always done my taxes before now. So I'll keep it to myself.
Hooray, taxes! I'm going to go smoke a celebratory bowl and fall asleep on the couch in front of some TNG. I haven't watched any Star Trek in AGES. Like, almost a week. If you don't count the second half of an Enterprise repeat. And Lord knows I sure don't.