I began the day with good intentions. I need to update my books. About a month ago, which was the last time I thought to start this overwhelming task, the opening balance was off in the merchant account when I started to reconcile it. We'd just upgraded to the newest version of Quickbooks and there was a new option that said, something like "press this button to make everything right again". So, I pressed that magic button and decided that I'd done enough work on the books for one day. And I probably treated myself to a candy bar. You know me.
Fast forward with me, if you will, to today. In the spirit of putting my big girl panties on and all of that, I decided that I would devote my day to tackling the books. Let me just preface all of this by saying that I really, really, really hate doing my books. It makes me cross-eyed and stircrazy. I'd rather do just about anything.
Well, when I opened up my books to reconcile the merchant account, as is the first step of my book-updating process, I discovered that the magic button I'd pushed about a month earlier had "magically" turned back time all the way to the first day of business for Inspire Company!
It undid all of the bookkeeping work from way back in September 2000 all the way up 'til the last time I looked at these dang numbers back in February (when I had to get them ready for the accountant).
The room began to spin. I started to get that clammy feeling. I had to put my head between my knees and try not to cry.
Think, Amy, think.
It turned out to be not as horrible as I thought. In my sea of papers there was a reconciliation report my bookkeeper Jonna had printed out before she left to have her baby. I was able to go through that report and uncheck numbers as I followed along with my finger and mumbled them to myself outloud (sounding a lot like a crazy person).
And now I'm going to resist the temptation to call it a day (and order up that drink on on the rocks). I'm going to try to go back to work. But first I'll have an ice cold Coca-Cola with a little vanilla syrup in it. Oh, but wouldn't it be nice to throw myself on the couch and watch old movies!