ANOTHER STRANGE DAY....FEBRUARY 16 2012....
I really don't know what else to call it. The temp is in the 40's, just a trace of snow left here and there, and raining. Am almost afraid to ask what tomorrow will bring.
Seems as it I am running every day, but haven't seen what I have accomplished.
We're half way (more than half way) through February. At this rate will have to get out the Christmas Decorations next week.
I know one thing for sure. Have to get myself in gear and get started on my Income Tax forms for the dear old government. I hate that job.
When my attorney set up the guide-lines for my business umpteen dozen years ago, he made the bookkeeping simple and to the point. I depserately need simple and to the point. It still works today, that plus Turbo Tax. Thank goodness for that. I have all the necessary paper work ready, just have to be in the "right frame of mind" to tackle the real stuff.
Right frame of mind - that seems to pretty much rule my life. If I am not in the "right frame" whatever I tackle seems to become a disaster, or only gets half done, maybe not done at all.
But if I am in the "right frame" I can just sail right through whatever it is I have to sail through. Hopefully the tax "right frame" will come sooner rather than later.
This is how I'll look when I am celebrating the "Completion of the Dreaded Taxes".
See - I clean up pretty well. Bet you all out there wish you could clean up as well as I do. It has taken years and years of practice though. No one would ever guess how old I really am, because I look so great. The camera never lies.
So guess I'll potsy around a bit with this and that, try to decide what to have for supper - why am I thinking of supper when it isn't even lunch time yet? - but that is how my mind works. Scarey, isn't it? I'll bet by now you all are really feeling sorry for Jerry - he inherited me when his Dad, my husband, passed on.
Other folks get money, houses, cars, vacations, etc., as their inheritances, Jerry got me. But hey, I keep him royally entertained. I have been told laughter is worth more than money, so in a way he must be rich. Then again maybe he is really crying and I just think he is laughing.
But enough. If you haven't already decided I am not quite all there, today should be the decider.
Count YOUR blessings and God Bless.
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