Hey hey, not feeling so hot right now. Body messed up. I thought I’d taken care of myself, but apparently not. Hit hard today. Migraining, a little nauseous. Can’t think so well.
Spent four or so hours on the phone with the IRS this morning. First lady was uber frustrating (and I wasn’t the kindest back, not terrible, but I certainly could have been more patient). The second lady was a godsend. She can’t process my S-corp application herself, you can’t actually work directly with the people who do that.
Which, of course, is brilliant.
And we print money that doesn’t exist and spend record amounts of money as a government, and nobody can seem to find the couple hundred thousand dollars it would cost to make all the application forms be submitable online?
Anyway, the second lady couldn’t process the application herself, but she did have me fax it to her, and she personally faxed it to the Ogden, UT office on a direct channel, the office that has now lost my application maybe three times? But, cross your fingers, maybe a direct channel will succeed where all my efforts, including having certified letters with return receipts not be enough for the IRS to actually come into possession of my application without losing it.
Yeah, still some bitter taste in my mouth, but thank you, second IRS lady. I wait another 60-90 days to see if they will not lose and finally process this one (sigh).
She also said to go ahead and file my schedule C for 2019, so I’ll get on that.
Ugh.
This has been crazy. Government. Wish we could just do a flat tax, abolish the IRS, and have the millions of accountants, IRS agents and tax attorneys put their brain power toward curing disease, increasing crop yields, improving education, and promoting peace and harmony, love and acceptance, etc.
That would be pretty cool.
Didn’t get home until around 8 ish, I think. Late start with all the IRS stuff, then bought four tires for the Durango because one had already blown, another was all bubbled up and ready to explode, so… yeah… time for tires. Took back probably $800 worth of parts. Played secretary for my business, and… yeah. I’m migraining and about to head to the airport to pick up my friend Chase.
#1. I’m grateful for the IRS lady. Oh oh oh oh oh! How I am grateful.
#2. I’m grateful to be able to come home to a wonderful mother who had done a bunch of cooking, so there was food I could eat when my body was freaking out, my mind not working very well, etc.
#3. I’m grateful that I can type just fine with my finger now. It’s been getting better and better. Still pretty nasty uber sharp pain in some positions, but if it never gets better than this, it’ll bite, but it’ll be okay. I’m probably 80% functional?
#4. I’m grateful to be able to be a friend to people having a hard time.
#5. I’m grateful to Cory again, two days in a row he’s helped me get on track/stay on track. Thank you, Cory.
~ stephen
Thought of the Day: “He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has.” Epictetus
Loves and hugs. Thanks, ya’ll, and g’night!
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