I was so jealous of you DC & MD folk and your extra day to file that I ended up giving myself one.
Okay, my disorganization, ass-dragging and the distance from here to the closest late night post office (Merrifield? Do all of you people do e-file now? Or worse yet, PLAN AHEAD?) was so great that I wasn’t going to make it to a drop off by midnight. So, I just dropped it in the box down the street – despite being a Virginian, I’ll be filing on the 18th as well.
In actuality it won’t matter. I have the situation I so despise – being owed money by the Fed – so there’s no late filing penalties. This is the first time I’ve failed to be on time in almost twenty years of paying taxes, though, and it feels kinda weird. I’m sure soon the sense of exhilaration will set in and it’ll be a short downward slide to heroin, bank robbery and tearing the tags off mattresses.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs
Well I used to say something in my profile about not quite being a “tinker, tailor, soldier, or spy” but Tom stole that for our about us page, so I guess I’ll have to find another way to express that I am a man of many interests.
Hmm, guess I just did.
My tastes run the gamut from sophomoric to Shakespeare and in my “professional” life I’ve sold things, served beer, written software, and carried heavy objects… sometimes at the same place. It’s that range of loves and activities that makes it so easy for me to love DC – we’ve got it all.
