I was really excited about filing my taxes this year. For once, I wasn’t really in need of any pricey things for the house (though I have plenty of wants. Hello, wood stove!), and was rubbing my hands together with the thought of the emergency savings fund I’d soon have in the bank account! Thanks to my husband’s tax-free military pay, and my lowish freelance income when he’s overseas and full-time caring for the boys, we are due a large refund again.
I had a lot of to-dos on my list last week, and the taxes had the biggest payoff, so I tackled them one late night after finishing two other little projects. I could make that week’s e-filing cycle window if I got them done before morning, so I plunged on through, guessing at one number for which I couldn’t find documentation. It was part of the mortgage interest, and I knew I probably wouldn’t make the itemized deduction cutoff, so it wouldn’t have any effect on my taxes, anyway.
My husband’s school expenses were the only new thing to consider; he’s taking online courses while he’s deployed. I didn’t think there would be much tax effect, but I dutifully added the numbers from the statement I had into the appropriate part of the online tax form. It was late, and I rushed. I just wanted to cross the to-do off my list. I could see that checking account cushion materializing before my eyes⦠submit! submit!</