Queen of procrastination
I don’t know what it is that overwhelms me so about paperwork. Somehow it just drags and grates at me so much that I will find almost any (chat anyone?-tea, coffee, guinness… can I walk your dog, wash your car, clean your hearth?) reason to avoid having to hunker down and take it on. I detest it on the same level as going to the dentist, or being cold and wet(I’m downright feline there-brrrrgrrrrppphhtch!)
Eventually the piles are frightening, sifting down from the ominous stacks in my office, on my dresser, by the phone… And the bills, applications, forms are swiftly approaching their due dates. There’s no squirming out of it, no reprieve for the self-employed.
The time has come. By now it will take an entire afternoon to hash through the gargantuan towering mass.
Sigh.
That’s what I did today.
I finally found my continuing education certificates(all 62 hours worth), buried under the unfiled dregs-paid bills, bank statements, Sam’s dentistry records, accident reports, check stubs, artwork, business cards, etc, etc, etc.
My license come due on my birthday(March 7th) an the continuing ed. credits are due, so voila! Now it’s paid and mailed, along with my bills.
Phew.
Now I just have to do my taxes.
Yikes! Anyone know a good accountant who wants to trade for massage or art?
