It has been a rough week. I am being audited by the IRS and had my meeting Wednesday. It turns out that my accountant fudged some numbers and the IRS wants me to pay back $36,000. I am completely ignorant with taxes. It's greek to me. It's my fault, I should have reviewed the tax returns and asked questions. Live and learn I suppose.
So, I'm knee deep in bank statements, etc that I have to go through line by line and....let's just put it like this, it's a lot of work. Initially, I sent my W and email asking if she would help me out with all the statements,etc. She agreed. I started thinking about it and thought it would be best if I just went ahead a did it.
With all due respect to my W. I'm not sure she would really do what needs to be done. I'm having a hard time detaching and letting go. I find it's a lot easier if she's out of sight, out of mind. I figure she wants space and doing hours worth of tax stuff is not giving it to her. Plus, finances were a big issue with us. She liked to spend excessively and I liked to pay bills. She felt that, whenever I would talk to her about spending money, I was just pointing out all the negative aspects of her life. That, however, is a different story for another time. I don't want to have her relive all that stuff. Bottom line...I feel it's better to do it myself.
My youngest D's birthday was Wednesday. I saw her for an hour before I dropped her off at daycare. Her mom picked her up as it's her time to have the kids. It's so hard not being with my babies on their birthdays. My oldest D lost a tooth. The W sent me a picture of my D smiling...I thought that was thoughtful. I'm thankful she's at least keeping me in the loop with what is going on with the girls.
Speaking of being thankful. Thanksgiving is less than a week away. Of course, my D's fall break starts the day that my wife gets them. So, I'll be alone on Thanksgiving. I'm sure many of us here will be alone. I'm trying to get a hold of the rescue mission to volunteer for serving dinner, cleaning up afterward or whatever is available. I figure that: a.) I can give to someone else. b.) I will be able to keep busy. c.) It's part of GAL. Most importantly though, I feel bad that I'm alone for Thanksgiving...but, I feel worse for people who have so much less than me. My situation stinks, but it's so much better than so many others.
Oh yeah, I found out my W is having a birthday part for my D today. I heard about it from a neighbor. My W did call me today, but I did not answer. She did not leave a voicemail or a text, so I have no idea why she called. It stings a bit knowing that I was not invited. That's how life is now, so I'll just go with it. There could be a billion reasons why she didn't invite me, but I'm not giving it much thought. I'm not in the mind reading service.
