Tax Day
Today is Tax Day and as usual, I’m running right to the deadline. My regular tax guy retired, so the return is now being prepared by a young lady who’s been a stickler for details. I keep telling her this is the way we’ve always done the return and have never been audited, but she still wants the extra documentation. The most recent debacle was about quantifying the value of our non-cash donations to the Salvation Army.
For years, a list of such donations was created plus a photograph of the lot was taken, then I’d guesstimate the overall resale shop value for the deduction. Now she wants me to estimate the specific resale value of each and every item. Maybe it’s because we’re in the process of clearing out the accumulated clutter in our home, so the list has gotten quite long.


Enough dreaming, reminiscing and blogging; back to the tax grind as the deadline is fast approaching. Where’s John Beresford Tipton with some tax-free cash when you need him?
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