Cat and Taxes

I’ve been putting it off.  I always put it off.  Is it hard?  Not really.  Is it interesting? Not at all.

I don’t even DO them, per se.  I have an accountant who is a whiz and finds me all kinds of deductions, plus he’s a character and I like him.  But what I do have to do is get ready for him.  I have to get all my receipts and other little pieces of paper that I throw into a box that says “Begin Anywhere” on the front of it and organize them.

There was a time not long ago when I really got into GTD.  For a day.  (GTD stands for “Getting Things Done” and it’s a great system, but I can’t do it.  I did buy a labeler though, just to show you how serious I was.  I do like the labeler, but I don’t use it. Or I did use it in one mad flurry of labeling and then got bored.

So it snowed today. Everything was closed, even the University.  I canceled my Yoga for Moods class and just hung out, reading, doinking around online, doing dishes, and then I finally decided to Get Things Done!

I hauled out my Begin Anywhere box, put This American Life on the speakers in the bedroom (which annoyed the hell out of the cat) and began s-p-r-e-a-d-i-n-g  0-u-t.  The cat (who cannot get by on less than 23 hours sleep a day) began to get alarmed.

Here’s how it rolled: