It’s tax day eve and all through the house, not a creature was stirring not even a mouse. Except the mice that live in my brain and do little tricks and spin on hamster wheels and tell me I did not do a good enough job yet again.
I keep no secrets when I tell the story of my tax debt, I am here to be a truth teller of the self employed artist freaks who can’t seem to get their shit all the way right, even after many attempts at solvency.
Today I present to you my wins of estimated taxes, my fail of not getting it totally right, my current tax debt numbers and monthly payments, and the hope of what is next for me and my money.