The art of bookkeeping

It doesn't seem like much of an art to an artist, but I'm sure an accountant would be very proud of what I've accomplished today. I was stuck at home while my car was being serviced, so I decided to tackle my 2006 papers and records. I can't believe I got the whole thing done. I'm almost IRS-ready. This is a first. Usually I just box the 2006 records right after New Year's, then put them aside to sort when my husband says he's ready to go to the accountant. I do all the household bookkeeping and my studio books, as well. Everything has been tallied up to correspond to the computer records. You cannot believe what a relief this is. Oh, yes, you probably can. Now would be the time to shoot off the fireworks I heard on New Year's Eve!

The reward of energy, enterprise and thrift is taxes. --William Feather

No fun today

My euphoria has swiftly drained away as I sort my records for the tax collector. I've tried the happy playlist with Nickel Creek, Beau Soleil Cajun dance music, Alan Jackson, O Brother Where Art Thou--nothing works. Well, almost finished, so tomorrow will be better.