Every summer, a shoebox wins.
For about fifteen years, preparing my German tax return has cost me a weekend plus a few evenings, and quite a lot of swearing in between. Not the tax return itself: I have a Steuerberaterin for that, and she is excellent. What costs me the weekend is everything that has to happen before she can start. Remembering which receipts exist. Finding them. Naming them. Sorting them into the right folders. Building the spreadsheets that explain the numbers, and the notes that explain the spreadsheets.
This year I handed most of that to an AI. It still took a couple of days. But for the first time since I have been filing, it didn’t suck, and the result was better than anything I had produced on my own.




















