The day after. I got my first call at 745. People just can’t wait. The last minute late night filings increase the possibility of mistakes and things that aren’t mistakes but cause problems. For instance, I efiled at least 20 returns yesterday through the evening. Some efile were delivered yesterday, mostly by email, and some I created with the returns I prepared. I connect electronically to Treasury and send them. They are received by the IRS, and sometimes rejected for various reasons. There lies the problem. When you file at 8pm with a midnight deadline, you have to wait for a response which is either accept or reject. I had two of those last night. Both rejects. Which leads to late night communication with clients. Sometimes not successful. Hence call first am. No problem. We fix and resend quick and IRS allows some leeway. Which means I have time to do a few errands before I head into work. I can start to have some life back.
This morning I took an hour to pick up the leaves, by hand, off the recently seeded back lawn. The baby lawn sprouts need sun and water and the leaves blown onto it over the last two days block both. Now the lawn,though patchy, is starting to fill in. Lots of little green sprouts all over. My reseeding job is working!! I am so proud of my little green children. They are all so beautiful.
I tore myself away from the lawn because I needed to shower and dress and get ready for work. Yes, I pick up leaves while wearing my robe. Comfy. No one knows, which is too bad.
Off to work. I am not hurrying. There is no deadline today. So no one wants to see me. I like that.
On the day after deadline there is a ton of work to do. It’s all the things I ignored or avoided for the last ten days while I concentrated on tax returns. Because, of course, all I did was prepare tax returns for the last ten days straight. Now I can pay bills, return less important messages, make calls about accounting. The boring stuff. Which I did all day. And I did not do one income tax related task all day. It was beautiful. Nothing momentous but that’s good enough.
I was going to work until 5 and leave. I have a client to see and drop off his tax return. But, I got caught up in posting bank debits. And that trailed into other things and I left at 530. Still not bad. The client I am going to see is special. He called a couple weeks ago to ask for a balance due on his account. He said he wanted to pay up. I applaud that. He had been under the mistaken impression that he did not owe me any money. Fucking moron. Anyhow, I wanted to deliver the return in order to get paid. Actually the only reason I went. Well I delivered and the asshole has another excuse to not pay me. So I say I will take a post dated check. Or credit card. He says two weeks. I say you gonna wait two years like last time? He is gonna pay or so he claims. I have known this guy twenty years. We coached baseball together. That’s how I can be so certain he is a stupid asshole cuz I know him that well. I am perturbed.
I went to the carniceria. It is Tuesday and I need Mexican food. Unfortunately I was given shredded beef when I had ordered costillas with nopales. See, it’s a genuine carniceria, they don’t speak and understand English and screw up orders. What fun we have with them. Right.
Home. Dinner (which is when I opened the box and realized) was served. We split the Adobada and shredded beef (yuck). And no hurry to finish. And no more work for after dinner. I can go to bed at a decent hour.
And since my evening is free I can spend it like usual. Bad TV. Actually not all bad tonight, I am currently being entertained by Last Man Standing. Then it will be bedtime and a little reading in a horizontal position. Things are looking up.