…. that’s what I came home to yesterday. A bill from the NYS Office of Taxation and Finance.
I tried to be good. I really did. But when I looked at my return, I lost it! I filed late (as usual) and was happy to see that I didn’t owe. As a matter of fact, they owed me $175.00. But in the typical scare tactic way they operate, they ignored $3421. of the $5700 I paid in taxes, slapped me with a penalty and interest to say that I owed them close to $4000.00. Then on top of that gave me two weeks to pay the total or incur more charges. They ignored my total taxes paid on my return and on my filing application. So now it’s time for me to do the song and dance with them to get them to reverse the charges and pay what they owe me. That should be interesting.
I’m not going to lie, I wanted to cry. So badly, I got a headache. But I was more angry than my need to shed tears. Especially since I felt singled out for no reason. A mistake they made turned around to be a tax liability with a fight I don’t need for me. On top of all the shenanigans I have going on at work already.
I remembered part of Kate’s comment on this week’s selection for Music Monday — “a simple message and hard to follow!” Yes indeed. I felt crushed and just all around ticked off. My first thought really was — where would I get $4000 to pay them in two weeks? I felt that despite my efforts to maintain a positive attitude it seems like life is determined to keep relentlessly sucker punching me. Then I was gently reminded of — Phillipians 4:6 – “Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God;” Well okay then … I got told. 😀
So I asked for forgiveness for the not so nice words I said aloud and in my mind, then I sat down to do what I know would calm me down — knit. Me on the couch, still in my work-clothes, 160 stitches of garter, adding to the rows I already done on the train ride home.
This is the beginning of the Purl Soho Easy Baby blanket I’m doing for my coworker’s son.
I breathe deeply, then felt God telling me that everything is going to be okay. Because a tax bill of $3882.90 that I don’t owe ain’t nothing for God to handle. Shoot, even if I did owe it, He’d find a way to help me pay. So there NYS Office of Taxation and Finance! Take that, you dirty rat! 😛