A co-worked of DH's figured out that he needs to claim 9 to exactly owe nothing and get nothing back on his tax return. I think it took him years to figure it out.
I think this is a little known fact but the IRS has a calculator on their website. You enter information from your most recent paycheck, estimate what your deductions should be (based on last year's tax return) and they tell you how much you should expect to owe/get at the end of the year. Then they tell how to change your W-4 if you want to not be owed a bunch of money at tax time.
ETA: IRS Withholding Calculator
I should do that calculator at home when I have my stuff, but the reality is, I will just make a stab in the dark if this guy calls me back with my current number. I think I might be at 3 now and should go up to 5.
Bah -- I just accepted a meeting for Friday. So much for my day off!
Ignoring the evil plotty children, because I just can't cope with that right now.
Minor, first world grumpus of the morning: We are now on Day 4 of no hot showers. The gas main guy has an "all day appointment" to come by and try to figure out why the pilot light on our water heater gutters out after 90 seconds. I had been settled in, expecting a long, long wait until, say, three or so, when suddenly my phone rang at just about 10; it was the gas guy, saying he'd be here in "a few minutes." At 10:30 he called again, to say he'd been circling the block and there was no parking, so he was going to see someone else first and come back here. It's now 11:30, and no further word from him. I'd be less grumpy if he hadn't faked me out and had just refrained from calling until he was actually at the door.
Sounds like you need to hire a pack of third graders to capture the gas guy.
Four days of no hot showers seems like a pretty decent first-world problem, actually. I mean, isn't hot and cold running water one of the basic things you get in the first world??
Well, the water heater that goes to the kitchen is fine, so we've at least got clean dishes, Hec is able to shave, and if Matilda had a horrible blowout we could always pop her in the sink for a small tub. If he doesn't show up today, the shower situation gets dire, but right now it's just a PITA.
I have just over a half hour to go. Please, please natter! I can't fall asleep this close to the end!
Of course, idiot that I am, I suggested going to a lacrosse game tonight. Why?
JZ, if you guys need to come over to my place, you're more than welcome to. Of course, my shower is psychotic, but it works. More or less.
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