"Taxing" experience

OK...Filing my state taxes (aka...the bane of existence). What an experience this has been lol. I couldn't figure out how to file them on TaxAct when I filed my federal because I worked in two states. So it's been like two months of me thinking I need to do something about them. Then I was supposed to go with Sara but for reasons untold I didn't make that. Then I was supposed to go another day and that didn't work out and when I finally went the lady who does them was at a management meeting. So I found out when she would be doing them again and I tried to go this morning to get them done. She was not in the office and the lady who was in the office was SUPER helpful, and I say that in THE most sarcastic way I possibly can. So with a headache starting I just said screw it, well not screw it...I was actually cursing everyone in aloud in my car, and I went to H&R Block.

What a help they were...and by help I mean they couldn't help me at all and asked if I could come back Monday when the manager gets back from a mini vacation. OK, two things are wrong with this.
1. If you work at H&R Block you should really know how to do taxes...just a thought.
2. What kind of business lets people take time off on their busiest time of the year.

Feeling defeated I went to Wal Mart to pick up my new glasses, which I LOVE, and possibly drown my sorrows in a nice purchase. After I picked up my glasses, which I'm not sure I mentioned...I LOVE, I looked around at the advice of Sara and saw a Jackson Hewitt in a little booth set up in the front of Wal Mart. Two small desks and with chairs in front of them, one lady working...The lady had just finished up with someone so I walked over and explained my story to her. She was very perceptive and I gathered my tax information from the car. She seriously did them in like 15 minutes. It was a HUGE relief! About halfway through she looked at me and said, "You look really familar but I'm not sure why." I told her I felt the same way and she went back to work. While I was signing the paper work she realized she knew me because her 11 year old daughter was in Willy Wonka with me. We had spent half of last summer together. What fun! We chatted a little longer and she gave my info to mail out and I headed out of there.

After all was said and done, I'm getting my tax return and I got to catch up a little with an acquaintance and H&R can suck it!!


OH, I also made deviled eggs for the first time today and they weren't bad but they weren't as good as Rusty and Nicole's...