12. Bobbi Pehr

I am a cheapskate.

And the primary rule of being a cheapskate is this: You don’t pay someone else to do something you could reasonably teach yourself to do with a few hundred hours of research.

Because of this immutable law, I have done such things as paint the interior of our house, make kombucha, reupholster the couch, cut the kid’s hair, fix the bathroom spigot, rent a moving fan for every freaking move, and do the taxes.

I’m not saying I’ve done them well, but I have done them repeatedly. Doing it yourself is great if you want to be a well-rounded person who can grow your own food and perform your own appendectomy. But maybe not so great if you ever want to have time to do things you actually like to do.

And many of these things have been fun. But there is one that is definitely not fun and, that is doing the TAXES!

A few years ago I overheard some friends talking about their tax accountant. And it was actually someone I knew. So I finally decided to break my own rule.  Because I really HATE doing taxes.

So a few years ago I took the leap and had the incomparable Bobbi Pehr do our taxes for us. It was amazing and life-altering!

Today I mailed our taxes. And that is pretty much all I did. Because the envelopes were already filled out and all the correct forms were attached in all the correct ways. So I threw them in the mailbox and we drove away into the sunset thanking Bobbi all the way.