I’m celebrating St. Patrick’s Day tomorrow in two ways. I’m fixing corned beef and I’m meeting with our accountant regarding our 2007 taxes. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to determine which project I’m putting more into this weekend. There is one corned beef brisket waiting in the refrigerator while there are stacks of papers neatly arrayed around the perimeter of my office.
These are annual rituals: honoring the patron saint of Ireland and honoring the government’s insatiable desire for a timely tax return. Ah, if only St. Patrick were here today. I’d endure a country full of snakes to eliminate the IRS from said country. But since Mike Huckabee has folded his presidential tent and gone home and St. Patrick likely couldn’t care about taxes, I’m hunting down 1099s and interest payments and dividends and business expenses as if they were snakes to be captured and displayed. So far, I’m about half way there.
I realize personal tax returns are not due for another month; but our accountant needs time to root through his manuals to find the most deductions on our behalf. Consequently, I try to get our data to him in a timely fashion. Which means my “research” and St. Patrick’s Day often collide.
In the end, I’ll come home from my meeting with the accountant and the corned beef, which will have been steeping in the crock pot most of the day, will be ready to devour. Already I’m looking forward to it.
I must remember to wear green to my meeting.
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