For as long as I can remember, I have NOT gotten any money back from a tax return. While other people were getting new computers, ipods, vacations, etc... I have always had the distinct pleasure of paying the state of Kansas exorbitant (in my opinion) amounts of money, simply because I choose to live in Kansas and work in Missouri. This year I literally wanted to vomit at the thought of filing my taxes, mostly because half way through last year I got a new job and a substantial raise. Lets just say that I was braced for the worst. My ever so level headed husband kept telling me not to freak out and that we would just deal with whatever the almighty Turbo Tax told us. So I sat on the couch next to him, silently waving goodbye to the hope of spending Christmas in Jamaica. 2 hours went by, Brent diligently put in all the information, and the magic numbers on the top of the screen went up and down, my emotions followed. The last time I remember being that nervous was when the Jayhawks were playing Northern Iowa...and we all know how that one turned out. I feared that this tax situation would have the same ending. Then the end came. I swear, I would not have believed it if I had not seen it with my own eyes....we are getting money back from the Federal Government AND we only owe Kansas $34.00!!!!!!!!! Not to mention the great state of Missouri OWES us $13.00. Some kind of voodoo magic about getting married, saving for retirement and being in grad school!! (It also helps that some smarty at my work noticed I live in Kansas and signed me up for whatever it is that takes the taxes out for me...needless to say, someone is getting a hug AND a seashell from my Jamaica trip!) So what did I learn from all this??
1) I am married to the absolute perfect person for me. Even if he gets nervous, he never shows it. (Let's face it, I'm outwardly nervous enough for both of us.)
2)I need to work on worrying about things that I can't control.
3)The possibility of having a tan in December just went up like 50 Bazillion percent.
4)Next year, I'm fighting to get an adoption credit for dogs.....I mean seriously, we adopted Atticus and he is pretty much like a human. Lord knows he is as needy as one. (Brent rolled his eyes for about 20 minutes when I brought this up but he knows better than to argue with me about it...if I get serious enough, he knows I could make it happen!)
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