"What day is it?"
"The DAY?"
"The DATE??"
"THE YEAR!!!"
I do that almost every morning now. I feel like Kyle Reese from the original Terminator, trying to orient himself in this strange place.
He was a soldier on a mission to save humanity. My private war? TAX SEASON! It won't give up. EVER! (Or until the filing deadline!)
2020: I post this every tax season because life is a blur. This year with the COVID-19 Martial Law, it's even harder to figure out the day, date, and year. Accountants happen to be essential so once a week I go in to get my pay check and pick up more work, but it's a schedule with no variation.

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