I accidentally told my trainer this week that he was a tax deductable.
Which for some reason made me feel incredibly shitty.
Because it came off sounding like our relationship was being diminished somehow.
Like I was working out for free.
Apparently, looking pretty is a business expense when you are an entertainer, so any gym related expenses legally reduce my taxable income.
Since deductions are generally allowed for things that produce benefits, what I really meant to imply was that having him in my life is a wonderful attribution.
If I could account for all the other positive attributions that enhance who I am in my taxes this year, I’d owe the IRS nothing.