Nothing is certain except...
Feb. 27th, 2014 04:10 pmAfter 12 years divorced I can still get furiously angry with the ex. Last night I attempted to file my taxes, only to have my returns rejected on the grounds that someone else had already claimed Rosa as a dependent. We've been doing the alternate years thing for 12 years; it ought to be second nature by now. I wanted to strangle him. The difference in my refund between having a dependent to claim and not having her exceeds a thousand dollars! I chose not to even call him until this morning, in the hopes that I'd be able to be civil about it.
So when I called him, he says it's just a mistake and he'll amend his return tonight. Apparently his mother has been doing his taxes for him until 2011, and he's flummoxed by the software?!?! Forty-five years old and he's only been doing his own taxes for three years? Ye gods and little fishies. My mother made me do *hers*--on paper! 1040 long form, itemized mortgage and charitable deductions, and all!--as practice when I was no more than 16, and I've been doing my own returns since my first high school job.
Crossing my fingers that my return goes through without a hitch on the next attempt. I need it, my airtickets for Ambercon are waiting on it!
So when I called him, he says it's just a mistake and he'll amend his return tonight. Apparently his mother has been doing his taxes for him until 2011, and he's flummoxed by the software?!?! Forty-five years old and he's only been doing his own taxes for three years? Ye gods and little fishies. My mother made me do *hers*--on paper! 1040 long form, itemized mortgage and charitable deductions, and all!--as practice when I was no more than 16, and I've been doing my own returns since my first high school job.
Crossing my fingers that my return goes through without a hitch on the next attempt. I need it, my airtickets for Ambercon are waiting on it!