Remember, Taxes Are Due Tomorrow

I just wanted to take a second to remind everyone that federal taxes are due tomorrow. If you’re one of the millions of procrastinators this year (like me) you have only a precious few hours left to get everything squared away and sent off, so get to work!

Usually I’m one of those Ned Flanders-style nerds that file their taxes the day they get their last W2 in the mail, but this year a combination of added complications and an ever busier schedule had me dropping my return in the mailbox just last night. Wait a minute. Did a blogger just say they mailed in their tax return?

You see, one of the main reasons I waited so long was that this year I had to actually send in a physical return. Printing and signing your return and sending it in with actual W2s? How Quaint! It actually ended up with a mad dash last night to find an envelope (finally found a single envelope hiding in an unlikely closet) and stamps. Nothing really drives home how much the Internet has changed our lives than turning your kitchen upside down hunting for stamps.

So why did I have to go old-school with my return this year? Last year my wife and I bought our first home (also known as a time vampire) and we’re eligible for the First-Time Homebuyer Credit. To claim our credit we had to send in a printed copy of our return along with a copy of our final settlement statement, something I was not expecting. Fair warning fellow procrastinating first time homebuyers: you’re going to have to print out your return this year and find some proof to send along. No e-filing for you this year!

Are you stressed about tax time, or are you one of those overachievers like Eddy, kicking back and already enjoying the fruits of your return? Let us know in the comments!

Comments

[Eddy]

If getting my return back in February makes me wrong, then I don't want to be right.

You know what they say, the early bird gets the worm... or the tax return, in this case.

[Chris]

I'm just a jealous man looking for a target other than myself for my frustration.

I'll beat you next year, though.