We went to H&R Block to have our taxes done yesterday, and it was shocking, stunning, jaw-droppingly good news. The amount we’re getting back is nothing short of a windfall. Apparently, between the interest we’re paying on our house, and the substantial loss that we took on our mutual fund last year (mutual fund tanked so badly they closed it out), we way over-withheld on our taxes.
To celebrate, Matthew and I ordered sushi delivery and discussed what we’re going to do with the money. The overwhelming consensus was that we’re going to put most of it into savings, but we’re also going to spend a little of it on ourselves as “fun” money to let us have those little things that we wanted to buy but denied ourselves because we’ve been trying to be frugal. The rest we’re going to put into the house. There’s a few things around here that’ve always been not-quite-right that need a professional to look at. And we need to hire a lawn guy to mow and fix up our landscape area. We suck at it, and I think our neighbors are beginning to hate us.
I also paid taxes again on my writing. Last year was looking rather chancy on that part until Phobos, but with that single sale, I got nudged into owing on schedule C. I’m officially a self-employed, professional writer in the eyes of the IRS, and definitely not a hobbyist. Hurray!