I should have gone to school for accounting. Then I could take over Michael's (Mario's dad) business when he retires. I love numbers and I love doing my own taxes. But I don't have any real training except for google searches and asking some accountant friends or family for some advice occasionally. Once, when I lived in Guam, I went to the base legal office to get some help with my taxes. They couldn't have been simpler since we only had Mario's military income. But I felt like I knew more than the volunteers in the office, so I have never gone back to ask for help.
But Mario really should fire me as the tax preparer. I realized today that I have made errors the last couple years that cost us $750. Fortunately, the government lets us amend our returns for the last 3 years. I went back and checked all my returns for the past 10 years, and I guess I only made the mistake for the past 2 years. Must be my Alzheimer's kicking in. So I am lucky that I can amend them. Mario is patient and hasn't even suggested I seek a real accountant (I am sure he would prefer it though.) He knows how much I love doing them myself. But they have become quite a bit more complicated now that I have my tutoring business and we have the rental house. I may need to seek more help than google has to offer in the near future. Darn it.
In other news, Erin has a sprained ankle, but with two girls out, one with injury and the other for failing classes, they are down to only 6-7 girls that can play freshman basketball. So the coach is wanting her to play. I can't make it to the game tonight which is probably better because I might have given the coach an earful.
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