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2005-03-04 18:28:48 ET
I called in sick on Thursday. Mostly because Nicole and I went to see Esthero perform a really awesome set at the Phoenix on Wednesday night. Also called in sick because I hate the photographer I'm stuck assisting.
Anyhow. Thursday nudges me outta bed at about 10 am and I take care of a few errands: $10 worth of pennies had to be brought to the bank; DVDs needed returning; new landlord needed contacting. Typical stuff.
So I found time to do my taxes. Yeah, whoopee....
And here's how it went:
...scrbblescribblescribble...I owe $23,000? That's not right...
...eraseeraseerase...scrbblescribblescribble...hmm, I'm getting back $1022? Not bad for having a dependant... better check this over though....
...oh, that's not supposed to go there...eraseeraseerase...scrbblescribblescribble...
COOL! I'm getting $4600 back?! Right on!
And off to bed I went, Nicole and I quite happy at the current situation (found an apartment, Ryan won NIN tickets on my behalf {way to go buddy!}, kick-ass tax refund this year).
Woke up with that "too-good-to-be-true" feeling.
Checked the taxes again at lunch. Called the Canadian Revenue Agency, asked some questions. Went back with a fine-toothed comb.
...waitaminnit...eraseeraseerase...scrbblescribblescribble...GODDAMMIT!! I'm only getting $1200 back? Shitty... still, $1200 is pretty nice. Let's go over it one more time though....
What's this down here? "Ontario Health Premium"? Oh right, thanks Mr. McGuinty!
...eraseeraseerase...scrbblescribblescribble...
Final amount... $1071.40
K, now, before any of you lop my head off for complaining about getting over a grand back, hear me out. Nicole's Permanant Resident papers will cost us $1600, so I was really hoping the government would foot that bill. When I saw $4600 in the refund section I thought "Wow! This will really help make a comfortable buffer should anything go wrong."
Still, that much money is something I'll never get from the government again, and while I have it, we'll put it to getting Nicole's PR status on the move.
And here's the nutty thing too... This happens to me every year. But who can afford an accountant? |
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