The Tax Man Cometh

Ed has spent the past two days documenting the capital improvements we made to our Canadian house in the 20+ years we owned it.  Fortunately, he kept receipts for everything, but they want copies of everything as well as before-and-after photos which, amazingly, we were able to track down in our vast photo archive, which spans the shift from chemical film to digital prints.  Some piece of work.  And then, once completed and accepted by Canada's IRS equivalent, he must file the actual Canadian tax forms to get some of the many dollars they held back in case we skipped the country without paying them their share.  And then, he  gets to shift his attention over to the U.S. IRS which has its own interest in this sale.

I would say, at this moment, that buying and selling a house in a foreign country may not have been the smartest move we ever made.  Or at least not the most thoroughly thought through.  I'm giving jEd an Academy Award for best performance as a person being patient with bureaucratic needs.