Oy. I haven’t done my own taxes in a few years because I had previously always had some crazy situation that made them complicated, such as having my own business and living in three states in one year.

I figured this year even though I had two states and a move, the move wasn’t as complicated as they were in the past, and I closed my business last year so I should be set. I decided that Thursday night was going to be the night I sat down and finished my taxes to see how much I can put towards my new Mac that I’ll be getting next week (more on that later).

Ends up I can’t complete them. There is an error on one of my W2 which could possibly mean someone owes me a refund for being overtaxes. Either way I cannot file until I receive at least a corrective W2. Shit. One more thing I have to wait on someone else for. Attempted to contact someone about it Friday and no avail.

After that I was frustrated I had set aside my whole night for that. Luckily Amy called and needed to get out so we headed to my pool area where we lost track of time. It was almost 1am before we left.

Taxes suck.