The waiting game

It seems to be taking forever for me to collect my information, submit it, and now wait for answers. I am still due to visit Martinsburg IRS this morning. That should be lovely. The office looks pleasant from the outside, and then you enter a short hall, to find a guard, a row of seats against the wall, and high walled cubicles. It should not resemble a jail, but unfortunately that is what came to mind on my first viewing it. I tried to go yesterday afternoon, and there was an at least 2 hr wait. I opted on visiting work and having a nice lady named Connie answer my questions on financial information required by licensing, that is almost complete. Just waiting on tax and pension information. Unfortunately for me, it appears I will be paying the state and the Feds for the rest of my born days. Why?? Because I cannot afford to pay very much per month, and the bill is high.

Capital gains. Who would have thought my paying for someone else's taxes would put me in hot water with my own. Who would have thought that partner would bail on me because he did not want debt that he helped to create. It was His not taking responsibility for his own debts, and my feeling like I was part of a team that would stay together and deal with paying things off. Oops! My bad, I trusted the wrong person. And now I will pay for it forever. Kind of hard to let go of something when a check book causes you to remember it at least once per month.

After the IRS visit, it's home, a nap and back to work. My days off have not been fun since grave shift started. Mostly I am juggling sleep hours, work to be done, and drives to make. Besides, there is no money for play at all anymore. I can barely afford red box movies, never mind going to the theater. If I seem bummed, sorry, it's discouraging to have to run this course every time I get paid, it's gone in less than a heartbeat, and I am lucky if it covers my needs.

Have a good day all,

k