Actually I am so screwed I don’t even have the energy or will left to rant.
Early in 2006, I started looking at new houses. While going through all the pre-financing shit I found out that a tax lien filed by the IRS years and years before…had never been released. This for for some money they thought I owed them, I thought differently, and it went through various channels (the amount getting higher all the time) until I finally figured out that I would need to pay a tax lawyer $250/hr for approximately 10 hours, or I could just send the IRS the money that I didn’t really think they owed. (I did not come to this realization independently but with the consultation of a tax lawyer who said, yeah, you shouldn’t owe it, but in order to prove it you’d have to blah-blah-blah…and you might still owe it). So I paid them. I paid them. And they never released their goddamned lien until last spring, when I sent them all the proof that we had paid all the money, years before, so they did, finally, send a release of the goddamned lien, but about two weeks too late for us to get the house we wanted and the interest rate we wanted.
Okay. You win some, you lose some.
But then, having pricked their interest, I got a thing in August saying I had failed to report some $80,000 in income and they wanted something like $26,500 in back taxes, penalties, interest, etc. I freaked out, of course–and then, clueless person that I am, I started thinking, What if there really is an extra $80,000 out there that I didn’t report, hey, maybe I can find it, in which case I wouldn’t mind paying the IRS…
Clueless, and hopelessly optimistic. Of course there was no extra 80K.
Once again I sought professional help to get through the mire. Hired a CPA. My husband talked to him, including how much he’d charge, and my husband told him to limit his attention to this matter to $1000. We gave him the stuff in October–POA to deal with the IRS, and all relevant records.
In February, yes a mere two months ago, he called requesting a bit of additional information. In March, yes, a mere month ago, he finished the thing up. He added that he’d talked to the IRS and they would like this by March 26 and oh, by the way, I only owed them an extra $3000, but unfortunately it took him longer than he originally anticipated and so I now owed him $1750. We had to wait a week until my husband got paid to get him the $1750, and before that happened we got another letter from the IRS, and this time it said we owed $36,500.
Now I thought that the CPA had called them off. He had a signed POA allowing him to deal with the IRS on our behalf and that’s what he was supposed to be doing, up to $1000, at which point…
Hell, I don’t even know.
I cannot talk to the people at the IRS. We are talking basic meltdown here. They can’t hear me, I can’t hear them, and I’m afraid I might threaten to blow up their offices. Please note that in real life I know nothing about explosives and am a coward, so that wouldn’t happen, but I could certainly threaten it.
(It is telling that my husband, who is not normally afraid of me, spent more than a week screwing up the courage to tell me about this after he opened the letter.)
But–why are they doing this to me!!! I don’t make a lot of money. My husband doesn’t make a lot of money. We don’t have secret bank accounts in the Caymans, or secret sources of income, or vast stashes (or even unvast stashes) of cash. We don’t have a lot of outstanding debt, but we don’t have a lot of income, either. So, why are they doing this to me?
And how come I can’t hire a professional who can get me out of it?
My guess is that now it would take the $250/hour lawyer (who by now is probably a $350/hour lawyer) approximately 100 hours to sort this out.
At this point I foresee…no new house, no new anything ever, and total financial ruin.
Je m’en fu.