I am going to begin my annual organization today. It may go on for several weeks. It involves a de-clutter of my office. And an attempt to get a grasp on our finances. (“Attempt” being the operative word). Oh, and doing the goddamned taxes (which really means sending all my shit off to my accountant).
It’s a scary time, which I will face with great fear and trembling. And beer. It requires fortitude and dedication. A strong stomach and a sharp mind.
Oh, and did I mention beer…
And tissues for when the crying starts…
And bandages for when the bleeding gets out of control…
I may find it difficult to write through all the tears and bloodshed. Or it might be just the thing I need.
This year I will play Willie Nelson to inspire me. Because he’s my role model for doing taxes.