First my niece who doesn’t read my blog mentioned to her mother that I should be famous for certain things rather than most celebrities so maybe there’s hope for my legacy.
On March 5. 2008 I took a Spirit airplane down here and began my unofficial residency. On March 31st last year I moved into this house!
My taxes were driving me crazy. Certain items wouldn’t fit into any part of any program I tried. I refused to send my taxes to my New York CPA on the grounds that I’m pretty sure his mistake got me audited. The audit sat on his desk for two months because “you sent it to me during tax season,” and he made some mistakes in my tax return.
I couldn’t deal with looking at my taxes anymore and didn’t want to go to a CPA. So I took them to Wal Mart. Yes Wal Mart. Where I had to explain what “cost basis” was, among other things, but five hours later between the very nice woman, the district manager who used a remote computer and me we got them done. It turned out I couldn’t find the places because there weren’t any places in regular programs for them, and the district manager did somethings she explained to me. I just had some weird stuff. Not much money but a lot of very weird items.
I can’t explain how happy this made me. Not only were my taxes done but I was finished with New York, except for the dentist, family and friends. My dentist(s) and I have gone through so much together I can’t give them up.
I was so excited after finishing at Wal Mart I called my sister who got out of her sick bed to be very excited also. Maybe when she comes to North Myrtle this summer, she’ll actually go into Wal Mart. Last year all she did was say “that’s so pretty. Where’s it from?” “Wal Mart.” “What a gorgeous street. Where does it go?” “Wal Mart.”