Morning time happens fairly regularly and I suppose I am grateful
for that. Again there was a desire to accomplish much in a change-my-life-completely
kind of way. Such thoughts add a high
expectation.
The first idea was to clean and organize. I find that I am dreadful at both. The cleaning is mundane, the organizing is…a
fantasy. In reality, I end up folding
and re-placing. What good is that?
I did get a lot thrown away in my file cabinet and may have accomplished
a bit there, but it feels under-executioned <new word!!>
I filed my taxes!!
Finally was given the K1 schedule and so Uncle Sam got his stuff. At one point I was concerned about getting it
done correctly and so I contacted Conrad – he was at a jam session, however, so
I went ahead and did what I could.
Later, he promised he, Anne and T would come visit me in the federal pen
if and when my impatience is disapproved of by the IRS. He assures me the federal penitentiary is
pretty nice.
My evening included bottling up my second batch of kombucha
and making more tea, signing along to Ian Moore, Anders Osborne and the Avett
Brothers. I accidentally on purpose ate the
pecan roll and peanut brittle I got for my exmominlaw in Texas, but I figured
it was so many months old that really it was more of a favor I did for her and
she is quite welcome. Tomorrow the “plan”
is to write up a case study. I have plenty
of clients to choose from, so I might as well begin. I’m excited for summer…my
late nights have already begun.
<happyfacesmile>
Pictures: A collage of my childhood adventures; My neighbor's beautiful pine; Tax season is over!: A very special little heart, given to me when I was 15 by my first and only Italian boyfriend when I lived in Switzerland. I've kept it all these years.
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