|Chocolate Marshmallow Fish - the best thing to come out of NZ since Split Enz.|
Monday, October 1, 2012
Warning: Adult Content. Allegedly.
Tomorrow I have an appointment with my accountant to do my tax return. The Australian financial year actually ended on June 30th, but I don't like to rush into these things. The excuse I use is that I make an appointment at the same time as my mother to save her the drive, and her finances are way more complicated than mine and sometimes she has to wait a while for statements and stuff to arrive in the mail. The truth is, I'm just lazy.
I know. Shocker, right?
This year, I think that Christine, my accountant, will be pleased to find out the following things:
1. I have lost the folder she gave me last year to keep all my financial stuff in. Seriously, no idea where that's gone. Luckily none of my paperwork was in it. It was all in the empty Rekorderlig cider carton on my study floor.
2. Despite not even being able to tackle an Australian tax return, I went and earned money overseas. Did the IRS tax return myself. Can only presume the IRS are laughing so hard at some of my more dazed and confused answers that they haven't had a chance to send me an angry letter yet.
3. There is a dead spider stuck to one side of my Group Certificate. It's okay, it's not Simon.
Every year, without fail, my tax appointment reminds me of one thing: I am an alleged grown up who has the financial acumen of a five year old.
Make that a five year old with superannuation, bitches! Can't wait til I can blow the whole lot on Chocolate Marshmallow Fish, Lego, and shiny things. Who's with me?
Is there anyone else out there not-so-secretly masquerading as an adult?
Oh, and just for funzies: Here is my favourite Split Enz song, Six Months in a Leaky Boat.