A love letter from the IRS.
Oh, frabujous day! Waiting for me when I got home tonight was a thick envelope with the Internal Revenue Service on the return address. With a sinking feeling, and wondering what it could be, since I had e-filed on Saturday, I opened it.
Yup.
Bad news. The IRS wants more of my money. From last year's tax return. It seems they didn't believe me when I told them that the check I had gotten from the involuntary dissolution of an old 401K had been deposited into my current 401K plan. So they want 2300 bucks in taxes, penalties, interest and late fees. *sighs*
Pray for me, please, as I try to convince them that I really did try to do the right thing with the money.
Yup.
Bad news. The IRS wants more of my money. From last year's tax return. It seems they didn't believe me when I told them that the check I had gotten from the involuntary dissolution of an old 401K had been deposited into my current 401K plan. So they want 2300 bucks in taxes, penalties, interest and late fees. *sighs*
Pray for me, please, as I try to convince them that I really did try to do the right thing with the money.