I have accepted the offer on the house after a little dickering that brought me an extra couple of thou. Not that I will see any of it once the mortgage is paid off. It seems that the split is not going to be particularly 50/50. In addition, I owe the IRD around 7K, probably more if they don’t accept my own assessment. That is for the 09/10 year and assessed for the 10/11 year. They are very likely to want a lot more. Even I could see the flaws in my reasoning. However the object was not to get the tax return precisely correct, but to get it in before the deadline, and avoid a late penalty. They can work it out themselves.
I did not realise I needed to file a return for working in Fiji. Bad research.
The girls and I now have to find somewhere to go, with all that it entails, and we have to do it by 24/2. but we shall have no money until then and probably not until long after, as I doubt the matrimonial settlement will be smooth. So we have to work out a way to pay bonds and rent. A minor challenge only. I have got this far, and shall get further.
On the plus side, my good friend Dave came for a visit, and pretty much saved me from despair and sinking into a morass of despondent inactivity. I just could not get started. Merely by getting me going then ruthlessly driving me on, he got the garage cleared, the chattels and effects triaged and a plan of action under way for the rest of the house. Can do now. Without his intervention and firm brotherly impetus I would never have been able to meet the deadline to be out of the house.
I can do this.
Also on the plus side, some job vacancies are coming up, and I also have a tentative offer of a fixed term contract. I am just hanging in there.
I have borrowed a little more money from some good friends. It will tide us over until the house is sold. It is times like these that I really appreciate the wonderful friends I have. I only hope that I can repay them all as befitting, before this lard encrusted old heart finally ticks out.