Matt and I killed some time this weekend working on our taxes.
We didn't actually do our taxes - we just crunched a bunch of numbers, did a little math and spent a couple hours discussing what's wrong with the tax code and things that seem like they should be deductible.
Taxes seem very different for us than for normal people. First of all, believe it or not, Matt and I usually have no real idea of how much money we make. Strange, but true. So, once a year, usually some random weekend startlingly close to the tax deadline, we add everything up and get to see, on paper, how things went the previous 12 months. It's sort of fun, in some ways, but can also be confusing because it makes you wonder 'Where in the hell did all that money go?'
Anyway, it's really too bad that the tax code makes no sense and that you have to be a rocket scientist in order to correctly itemize your deductions. Although, I think Barack told me he's going to reform and simplify the whole process - can't wait til that happens. I know he's busy at the moment handling a few other things, so I guess it can wait until his second term.
Besides all that, it was a pretty decent weekend. Roddick won down in Key Biscayne Sunday morning and then of course I got to eat Easter dinner with the fam. You can't really ask for much more than that, right? At least that's what I'm going to tell myself when I write this enormous check to the IRS next week.
