That's what I have to say.
I'm pretty frazzled. I should have a drink or something. But, I don't like to depend on chemicals to unwind when I have no desire to actually ingest them. That would make me dependent on them, wouldn't it. I do have a penchant for Nyquil. I realize I have this going on. If I were to let my affinity for the nighttime, sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching, stuffy head, fever, so you can rest medicine get the better of me, then I would not only become addicted to the shit, but I would also become way less unproductive. It's so difficult to wake up from that stuff.
Less unproductive than being out of work for almost a year, you say? Impossible, you say? I'm sure I could be less unproductive. While I don't necessarily organize my time wisely, I do do stuff. I said do do. he he he he he (Peter Griffin laugh).
Anyhoo, why am I frazzled? Because we did our taxes. It was a very lengthy process. I am always trying to be organized, but I always fail when it's most important. Like organizing my shit just to start the process was an ordeal, because I hid the tax documents from myself. And then I hid them again. Tonight I worked myself into a frenzy trying to find them. I had made a new hanging file folder for them, and then I didn't put the folder in the filing cabinet. What was I thinking? That it wouldn't get mixed up with the other files, and that I would be able to find them quickly and easily in the house stuff drawer in the kitchen. Of course, that would have required me remembering that I had put it in the house stuff drawer in the kitchen.
But, whatever.
WHATEVER!
THE TAXES ARE DONE!!!!
And it's only February 22nd. Of course, I can't help but think that it was done wrong and it will come back it corrections. But, you know what, I'm not a tax preparer. My tax returns are often not quite correct. Hopefully, they are fine this time.... fingers crossed and knock on wood. I hate waiting for shit. If I had filed on April 15, I wouldn't even think about it because I know it takes longer if you file on tax day. But now I'm going to be checking my email and my snail mail to make sure I don't get any kind of bad tax return notices or anything.
Anyhoo. The taxes are done. I'm going to reward myself and my candida with a bowl of coconut ice cream with chocolate sauce.
Hooray!
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